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

was all sweet and caring to Bryant after marrying into the Fergusons,

did you say?” Not catching my mutter, Bryant asked with

“Nothing much. So, what made you think Teresa wasn’t quite the

and Margaret’s affairs but still wanted me to marry Margaret.” Bryant’s tone was cold, filled with an indescribable

surprised. The fact that this mother daughter

the town hall, fighting like cats and

One as

He looked at me helplessly, yet there was a softness in his eyes as if making a promise, “I’m not going

marry has nothing to do with me

him to leave. “It’s late. I have

better to maintain a distance, given the

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

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