Chapter 153

After dinner, the Moore couple lingered a bit before heading home.

Meanwhile, as the three greedy Fitzgeralds continued scheming, Janice made her way to the study in search of Edward.

"I sketched a few new designs over the past few days, and..." she trailed off when

she noticed a half-filled glass of red wine in front of him.

Pausing, she walked over. "Did you not eat enough? Want me to bring you something to go with the wine?"

Janice was gentle, attentive, and thoughtful by nature.

Edward looked up at her. His gaze was so unfamiliar that she momentarily froze.

"What's wrong?"

"I have a question."

"Go ahead."

Edward rolled an unlit cigarette between his fingers.

"Do you still have feelings for Simon?" His voice was devoid of hesitation.

Edward wasn't the type to pretend he hadn't heard things. If something affected

his judgment, he would rather confront it directly.

not." Janice

overheard your

Did he hear it?

flicker of awkwardness

in his chest. Had he guessed right? Did she still have

over and sat down. "That was indeed Simon on the phone just now. He apologized

and his jaw clenched slightly. He averted his

because he's desperate for money. He thinks a few sweet words will be enough to win me back and make me

lifted slightly. "You're stringing

arched her brow

doesn't grow on trees. If I were to give it to anyone, I'd rather give it to you

Janice blinked, suddenly realizing

in smoothly. "So, at least at this moment, I matter more to you

a bit, but she couldn't deny it. Simon's character didn't

"Yes." She nodded.

in Edward's expression finally eased with the corner of his lips

quickly his

found

just like a child.

would voice his dissatisfaction

when he

would immediately

guessing

sketches she had

flipped through them, he casually mentioned, "By the way, the National Crochet Union reached They said your

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