A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 176

Adrian froze, seemingly entrapped by his own memories. When he managed to pull away, he looked at Matilda with an expression that was part panic, part something else he couldn’t quite place.

But he didn’t show it; he just scoffed instead. “Matilda, how many men have your sweet little lies fooled?”

Matilda remained silent for a long moment before speaking softly, “Mr. Simpson, I’ve always wondered what made you pursue me in the first place?”

To let her fall for his deceit, to let her guard down around him, only to have her thrown back into the harsh reality.

Deep down, Adrian thought that the initial attraction was all because of her striking beauty.

To Matilda, Adrian was like a dangerous, mesmerizing riddle; to Adrian, Matilda’s face was the kind that men would go bankrupt for just to win her smile.

It was a twisted kind of admiration, one that would rapidly cool off once the initial dazzle faded away.

Sensing Adrian’s silence, Matilda slowly smiled, “Sorry, I only have a pretty face,” implying she lacked an interesting soul.

To her, the world was as dull as she was.

her life was caught in a never–ending cycle of pain, always enduring alone. If the hardship was a

was tired of life’s

say but stopped himself at the last moment. He searched

she ever needed a man, she might consider turning to him. If she wanted a night of indulgence, he was more than

openness, just like how he bluntly suggested a one–night stand

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voice

needed was no longer that.

an intense curiosity about Matilda for the first time. But he didn’t voice it, and thus, Matildal never knew.

a week in the hospital, Matilda was discharged. On discharge

snot smeared on Matilda’s clothes; her friend was a sobbing mess. “Mat,

I’m so sorry…”

playfully, “What’s this? Are

up. “Yeah! How about we set

at her best friend’s outrageous idea. “Well, I still need

life.”