Love's Tangled Web by Donna Taylor

Chapter 462

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In mid–July, on a rainy evening, Ellie returned to the Thompson residence. When she saw Joanna waiting expectantly at the door of the living room, the emotions she had just barely managed to control broke down again. She cried, “Mom.”

Joanna held Ellie’s hand and led her inside. Her eyes were red, but she didn’t cry. All she could say was, “It’s good to be back.”

Seeing Jason and Whitney, Ellie felt so ashamed that she couldn’t speak. “I’m sorry, Jason. I didn’t listen to you. I brought this on myself. I deserve it!”

Whitney saw Ellie, who was soaked through and looked awful, and she wiped her own tears in sympathy. “We’re family. Don’t say such harsh words. Blame that bastard for being such a jerk and taking advantage!”

“Go take a bath and get some sleep. No matter how big the problem is, it will pass,” Jason said casually, with no obvious emotions on his face.

Joanna gently pushed Ellie upstairs. “Listen to your uncle. If there’s anything, we can talk about it when you wake up.”

to calm down,”

Ellie’s negative emotions had to be digested slowly by herself and then gradually healed. Even

room, Ellie curled up under the covers and hugged herself tightly. When she closed her eyes, all she could see was Alex’s

and deceptive means to make her return to his side willingly. Not only that, but he also proposed to

said unconditionally and was deceived by him like a fool. She forgot all the harm Alex had done to her and her father’s death and fell

to be with him, she broke her promise to Aaron and made her entire family worry about her. She thought she was a complete joke and this was the price she paid for not

up into a ball, closed her eyes and dug her fingers into her hair. She pulled her long hair and the tears burst out, but she desperately suppressed herself and

yourself out. Even so, she hated Alex very much. As long as the pain and torture Alex caused her remained, her hatred for him would never go

of the Warren Manor, Alex sat with his back against the corner of the wall and his legs curled up with his elbows resting on his knees. He sat on the floor in a decadent posture.

a few times and hid behind the curtains

wearing the same clothes as during the day. His half–dry clothes were covered with mud, and his bangs

bloodshot as he stared intently at

look Ellie gave him before she left during the

she never wanted to see him again. She said that a promise made with a lie was more false and