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.

a small, reassuring smile, as if to comfort

she turned to Mitchell. Her tone was calm, but her words were sharp. "The depth of a relationship has nothing to do with how long it lasts. You don't need years 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

betrayed me and our relationship, only to come back and claim it

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

the last time I'm saying this: we're over, so

my grandmother. If you do, I won't let you get

like a rooster after a losing fight. He may have heard every word Effie said, but he refused

accepted it or not. Her mind was made up, and

smart person never goes back to chew

really sure?" Mitchell tried one last time, locking eyes with her as

Effie replied, voice

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

Mitchell down. "Are you sure you want

scoffed, trying to sound braver than he felt. "What, are you threatening me? You hit me first. Even if the police show up, you can't

Lyman shrugged. "Suit yourself."

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couldn't shake the feeling Lyman was plotting something-but he refused

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