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

bringing you milk earlier when I overheard your

Did he hear it?

of awkwardness crossed Janice's

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

Simon on the phone just now. He apologized to me and begged

his jaw clenched slightly. He averted his gaze and took a deep sip of wine,

to win me back and make me help him out. So, I played along, pretending to agree. Why would I help him

slightly. "You're stringing him

arched her

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

suddenly realizing how her words

at least at this moment, I matter more to you than

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

"Yes." She nodded.

finally eased with the corner of his lips lifting ever so slightly. "What

quickly

Janice found

just like

would voice his dissatisfaction

when he got

he would

headache-inducing guessing games were

him the sketches she had drawn during her free

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