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 frowned. "You don't believe

overheard your phone call," Edward

Did he hear it?

awkwardness crossed Janice's

chest. Had he guessed right? Did she still have lingering feelings

"That was indeed Simon on the phone just now. He apologized to me and begged for

scrunched up. His grip on the wine glass firmed, and his jaw clenched slightly. He averted his gaze

win me back and make me help him out. So, I

slightly. "You're

Janice arched

it to anyone, I'd rather

room went completely silent. Janice blinked, suddenly realizing how her words sounded.

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

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

"Yes." She nodded.

the corner of his lips lifting ever so

how quickly his

found

He was just

would voice his dissatisfaction

when

would immediately

headache-inducing guessing games were

the sketches she had

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

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