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.

course not." Janice

you milk earlier when I overheard your phone call,"

Did he hear it?

flicker of awkwardness crossed Janice's

Had he

was indeed Simon on the phone just now. He apologized

his jaw clenched slightly.

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

brow lifted slightly.

Janice arched her

on trees. If I were to give it to anyone, I'd rather give it

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

moment, I matter more

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

"Yes." She nodded.

in Edward's expression finally eased with the corner of his lips lifting ever so slightly. "What

quickly his

Janice found him

He was just

would voice his dissatisfaction

when he got

would

guessing

him the sketches she had drawn

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

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