Echoes of Unrequited Love

Chapter 42

Chapter 42

I took a deep breath and said with a straight face, “Madam, since everything has been cleared up, don’t you think you owe us an apology?”

The woman who was about to leave the scene spun around in shock, fixed her gaze on me. said, “Apologize for what? You just can’t let it go, huh?”

and

She had this bossy attitude, as if we were the ones causing trouble on purpose.

I shielded Jason by my side and insisted, “You need to apologize to my uncle.”

The woman rolled up her sleeves, ready to retort, but was interrupted by a new voice.

“Mom, what’s going on here?”

That voice sounded so familiar.

I followed the sound and immediately saw the Maybach parked on the side of the road.

And there were Hogan and Cecilia, standing in front of the car.

Hogan was carrying two bottles of expensive wine, looking exactly like a son–in–law visiting for the first time.

Suddenly, it hit me why the location of my uncle’s workplace had seemed familiar at first glance.

here

middle–aged woman was Cecilia’s

light blue knit dress and black boots, walked up to me and asked in

gave me a wary glance, adjusted her slightly ill–fitting Chanel jacket. and said, “Cecilia, is

before returning to normal, saying, “Yes, Xaviera

noticeably warmer, “Ms. March, I don’t know you are my daughter’s colleague.

kept pushing the issue, I’d just come off as someone who can’t take a step

needed to work here, I decided to downplay the situation, “It’s all a misunderstanding; it’s good

sigh of relief, quickly shifting her gaze to Hogan, smiling as she said.

Chapter 42

that day, looking sharp, and with his striking features, it

weren’t many future mothers–in–law

humble demeanor of a prospective son–in–law, politely greeting her,

Jason by my side stiffened visibly. I belatedly realized and grabbed his arm, saying,

didn’t want to leave, glaring fiercely at

eyes were undisguised with loathing, and he

the challenging glare,

breaking out in a cold sweat,

as if struck by lightning, reluctantly looked away, and his expression

first thing I said when I woke

if you don’t mind, why don’t we have lunch at my place? My dad’s cooking is really

a loss

was she up to, inviting

me; she was probably just being polite, especially