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.”

a grown person, who, in trying to save him, ended up in a hospital bed, not to mention Albert’s constant

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

say?” Not catching my mutter, Bryant asked

So, what made you

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

The fact that this mother daughter duo could reconcile

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

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

at me helplessly, yet there was a softness in his eyes as if making a promise, “I’m

my fist, “Who you marry has nothing to do with me anymore. You don’t have to explain

checked the time, hinting at him to leave. “It’s late. I have

better to maintain a distance, given

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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