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.

Of course not." Janice frowned. "You don't believe

milk earlier when I overheard your phone call," Edward

Did he hear it?

of awkwardness crossed Janice's

chest. Had he guessed

was indeed Simon on the phone

words, Edwards' expression scrunched up. His grip on the wine glass firmed, and his jaw clenched slightly. He averted his gaze and took a deep sip

desperate for money. He thinks a few sweet words will be enough to win me back and make me help him out. So, I played along, pretending to agree. Why would

brow lifted slightly.

arched her

it to anyone, I'd rather give it to you

realizing how her words sounded. "I... I

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

couldn't deny

"Yes." She nodded.

of his lips lifting ever so slightly. "What were

quickly his

found him

just like a

would voice his dissatisfaction

when he

he would

No headache-inducing guessing games were

she

flipped through them, he casually mentioned, "By the way, the National

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