Chapter 343

Mitchell was convinced Effie was just putting on an act. He remembered times

when he was in a rare good mood and would peel fruit for her, only to accidentally nick his finger. Back then, Effie would fuss over him for ages, genuinely worried.

So how could she possibly stay this cold when he was standing here in such a miserable state?

He tried to play on her sympathy. "Effie, it really hurts," he said, voice soft and pitiful.

At last, Effie reacted. She shot him a frosty glance and replied, "If it hurts, go see a doctor. Don't just stand in the doorway blocking everyone."

Mitchell's face tightened in disbelief. He never expected to hear words like that from Effie.

"Effie, I know you're just pretending," he pleaded. "You still care about me, don't you? I can tell you're just acting angry. I get it now-I finally know how miserable I am without you. Please, forgive me. Let's start over, okay?"

His voice grew thick, eyes rimmed red as if he might break down any minute. "I really can't live without you! Do all these years we shared mean nothing to you? Do they really matter less than the few months you've spent with him?"

Lyman's grip on Effie's hand tightened abruptly.

glanced at Lyman, offering him a small, reassuring smile, as if to comfort him and ease

to prove you love someone. If you'd really loved me as much as you say, you wouldn't have fooled around behind my back. And don't give me that nonsense about 'just having fun' or 'needing to unwind'-like it's some kind of game. I'm a living, breathing person with feelings, not some disposable thing

accept someone who betrayed me and our relationship, only to come back and claim it wasn't on purpose. You make

Lyman, even if I'd picked someone else, I still wouldn't have chosen you. You make my

last time I'm saying this: we're over, so have the decency to move on. Stop with all these pathetic little

my grandmother. If

after a losing fight. He may have heard every word Effie said, but

he accepted it or not. Her mind

smart person never goes back to chew

one last time, locking eyes with her as if hoping for a

sure," Effie replied,

deep breath, clenching his jaw. "Fine. I'm calling the police. I'm

"Are you sure you want to

You hit me first. Even if the police show up,

Lyman shrugged. "Suit yourself."

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couldn't shake the feeling Lyman was plotting something-but he refused to let Effie see

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