Chapter 487 That’d Be Degrading to You

The woman was doing a crappy job of hiding her lack of confidence. “We’re not, like, speaking anymore!”

“But you didn’t say the two of you are divorced, did you? Why wouldn’t you answer the question?”

The woman’s indignance turned into rage. “Who the f*ck are you? Why are you getting in between our business?”

“No, Miss McKinnon’s completely right.” Hoyt suddenly spoke up. Frigidness had shadowed his face.” Selma, are you and Mr. Sach split?”

Selma could not answer him. As her silence grew, Hoyt’s cold suspicion turned into a scowl undergirded by quiet disappointment. “Now, what? You just want to have it both ways, don’t you? Make me your side- chick, or whatever the h*ll you call it?” 1

“I’m not trying to make you a side-anything!”

“Then explain why you’re asking us to start over when you’re not completely split from Mr. Sach!”

“I just want to be with you, okay?” Selma cried in frustration. Her eyes were red. “Yes, we aren’t divorced, so what? We were supposed to be together! The thing that stopped us was your poverty. My parents wouldn’t let me marry you because you’re poor, so we didn’t!

some 50-year-old man’s

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ire slowly subsided into helpless guilt. “Look, I’m sorry I wasn’t a better man for you. But all that is in

because of her!?” She snapped, exasperated, and trained a finger at Deirdre. “You’re unbelievable! Did she charm you with

don’t understand. I think… I think we should never see

to throw another tantrum when Deirdre suddenly broke her own silence. “Excuse me,

The young woman froze.

living room, watching him scraping his knees outside, waiting

to. In other words, you’re the one who gave up on him, not the other way around. So, why are you pretending that he was

expression darkened. “The f*ck do you know!? If

know he has the capability to provide you a decent, happy life. It was your greed that killed this relationship. Your insatiable greed. You’re the one who wanted to be

and ignored. Suddenly, you want him to start an affair with you if it means someone will love you. Don’t you see? You’re

beet red. Livid, she raised her

her wrist

“Hoyt?”

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