Sweetheart, Do You Still Love Me?

“Nothing is going on between Emma and me, Elspeth,” Callum calmly explained. Since he had not done anything wrong, he would not cower. He then turned to bark at Emma, “You should be going. Do not make me repeat myself.” The difference in attitude was clear to all.

“Come now,” Elspeth said. “Don’t be so quick to kick her out. She traveled far to get back here. We should still treat her like the guest she is. After all, it is Emma, right? I know her.”

Elspeth might not be screaming and shouting, but he knew this was just the calm before the storm. As for who the storm’s target would be, he knew it full well.

At that moment, Emma stood up and directed a sweet and innocent smile at Elspeth. “Hello. My name is Emma Walker.” Then, she held out her hand in an elegant and refined manner.

Elspeth did not shake her hand, though. “You’re so polite, Miss Walker,” she commented with a scoff. “How come you would go around seducing taken men?”

Emma did not visibly respond to that aside from showing a slight hint of sorrow on her face. “Miss Lynwood, I know you are Callum’s girlfriend, but we are good friends. Are you jealous of his friends as well?”

Friends? No friend would coyly flirt around while holding the other person’s hand.

Elspeth had not intended to expose Emma’s lies, but her deceitful behavior pushed Elspeth to immediately mock her, “Friends today, sisters tomorrow, and dearest the day after; that’s what happens in all the shows. You sure know how to play around, Miss Walker.”

As for Emma, the angrier Elspeth was, the happier she felt. Emma had only been away for a few years, and another woman was already by Callum’s side. What was she meant to think of that? However, she would not be as forceful as Elspeth. She had to be demure and gentle so that he knew she was the kindest, most considerate woman in the room.

“I know you’re upset, Miss Lynwood, but if you can’t even accept our friendship now, how can you be his wife?”

“Callum, I want to hear from you, not her,” Elspeth said. Following that, she turned to look at him with a pleading gaze.

“I can’t even be considered friends with her,” Callum replied, not even glancing at Emma.

stared at him with tearful

quiet, an implicit

could take all the words she can throw at me, Callum, but I cannot leave

walked over to Elspeth. Then, his lips spread wide in a doting smile without hinting

was nothing she could do. Her only option was to grit her teeth and swallow down all the agony she felt. That

I’m exhausted.” Elspeth stuck out her tongue. She looked so

get some

once did he

hope. “Arthur had said he wanted to meet up one day. Why don’t

her and laughed. “Callum, the witch wants

like the taste of a witch’s brew,” Callum calmly replied as he draped her shoulders with

were, she wished she could tear into Elspeth’s pretty little face so that she could never seduce him again. At that moment, her phone started

…

Meanwhile, at the restaurant.

her. Since when did he pay so much attention to a woman? Say… does

together with Emma, Arthur would frequently look for excuses to invite Emma out. One time, Arthur returned from their outing with a dark expression. Since then, he never invited her out when it was merely

was undeniable. Based on what he remembered, Arthur likely loved Emma.

grievances and

more questions about the past when a familiar laugh rang