Burn the Marriage, Keep the Crown

Chapter 42

Just then, the channel on the television abruptly switched.

A familiar face appeared on the screen.

It was Maggie, the woman Serena had encountered at the restaurant the previous night. However, on the television, she looked nothing like the self-assured woman she had met then.

Her eyes were swollen, as if she'd been crying all night. As she faced the camera, tears streamed down her cheeks like a broken string of pearls.

"Serena, are you watching this? I'm sorry, I was wrong. I shouldn't have called you a homewrecker without knowing the full story. I'm sorry, Mr. Vance explained everything to me. He and Cynthia are not a couple; they were never together. It was a misunderstanding on my part."

Serena stared at the screen, dumbfounded.

The only person capable of making Maggie apologize on a local TV station was Aaron.

Which meant...

She sat on the sofa, lost in thought.

Four years.

Not once in four years had Aaron explained Cynthia Lynwood's presence. Now

that she had finally given up, Aaron decided to clarify everything.

understand what Aaron was trying to

for her, why hadn't

only

after

that he was no longer being pursued, he wasn't used to

laughed, but as

of hurried footsteps echoed like a demon's

with the sound of a beep, the door swung

fleeting hint of joy passed through Aaron's eyes, quickly

is this

amusing

bear to lose someone fawning over

of emotion, "you found me. So, Mr. Vance, where are you planning to lock

lips tightened into a

didn't like Serena's

recalling how she'd been misunderstood as a homewrecker for years, he softened his

here. At least my spirit is free." Aaron was

a moment, he

a faint chuckle, offering no resistance, and

her cold hand

chilled in

the