A deal with the devil

Chapter 97

“Shirley?” Janine looked at Shirley with concern

shirley kept her gaze indon Damian, who was still peacefully asleep in her arms

Samuel watched Shirley’s face with a pained look. He pulled out her phone and said calmly, “Shirley, I brought your phone. Can you come out for a moment?”

She didn’t respond, ignoring him entirely

gates to the Gray residence opened. Without sparing Samuela glance, Shirley ordered the driver, “Go ahead. Don’t worry about him.”

“Shirley!” As the cat inched forward, Samuel’s voice grew louder.

Her chest tightened involuntarily, but the forced herself to close her eyes, shutting away the sound of his voice.

There was no reason for him to come here in person. It was unnecessary and only made things worse. They were once so close, but now the gap between them was immeasurable,

the phone with the security staff. That would have been the sensible, dignified thing to do

car and followed bees

in the driveway, one after the other. Samuil stepped out, looking composed and clean–cut

stayed in her seat,

you should just talk to him Avoiding

she carefully laid Damian

frame. A deep, overwhelming ache rose

the silence dragged on too long. Shirley finally spoke, her tone cold and detached “You said you wanted to talk. So

your family?” Samuel finally spoke after listening to her icy

my family’s problems are for us to handle. There’s no reason to

her at the altar and ignored her father’s car accident. She dared not

seemed to care

months

wouldn’t have been so obvious to their