Chapter 237

I would be waiting for him to come home, waking up to find him sleeping beside me in the morning. That feeling of bliss had me hooked, so deep and true. But once the illusion shattered, there was no going back. I even found my past self laughably naive.

He was going through the motions while I felt genuine happiness. A sourness surged from my heart to my nose. I turned away, sniffed, and didn’t pick up the conversation. I didn’t know what else to say. Should I play the victim, or should I curse him out? None of it made any sense.

He exhaled deeply. “I’m starting to realize… Teresa Isn’t exactly who I thought she was.”

I pursed my lips. “How old were you again when Teresa got into that accident trying to save you?”

“Twelve,” Bryant remembered clearly, answering without hesitation.

I couldn’t help but mutter, “No wonder she could fool you so easily.”

tell good from evil. And a grown person, who, in trying to save him,

she was all sweet and caring to Bryant after marrying into the Fergusons, all to get a fancier lifestyle and maybe bring Margaret

say?” Not catching my mutter, Bryant asked with

off. “Nothing much. So, what made you think

still wanted me to marry Margaret.”

mother daughter

town hall, fighting like cats and dogs, and then, they were on the same page

laughed, joking, “What about Dorothy then? One as the wife, the other as

there was a softness in his eyes as if making

unconsciously clenching my fist, “Who you marry has nothing to do

to leave. “It’s late. I have things to

maintain a

for a long while. Being accustomed to superiority, he couldn’t handle being brushed off. He got up, a bit shaky. “I transfer the money to you, and you’re not selling

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