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.

Janice frowned.

overheard your phone call," Edward

Did he hear it?

flicker of awkwardness crossed

he guessed right? Did she still have lingering feelings

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

words, Edwards' expression scrunched up. His grip on the wine glass firmed, and his jaw clenched

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

slightly. "You're stringing

arched

were to give it to anyone, I'd

suddenly realizing how her

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

but she couldn't deny

"Yes." She nodded.

expression finally eased with the corner of his lips lifting ever so

how quickly his

found

He was just like a child.

would voice his dissatisfaction

and when

would immediately

guessing games

sketches she had drawn during her

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