Your Love Is But a Dream

Chapter 93

Shirley but her lip, a wave of unease rising in her chest. Ti fell like she was losing control over someone she had always thought was firmly in her grasp. That thought alone was enough to make her pante.

She quickly smoothed her emotions, wiping at her teat streaked face, and looked up at Carlisle with red–rimmed eyes.

“It the Zachman family really can’t accept me and Ivy, then I don’t want to make things harder for you. Maybe it’s best if we just let Ivy’s engagement with Wren go Temonow, I’ll pack up and leave with her. We won’t ever come back”

y and made her way toward the door.

With that, Shirley stood abruptly a

Carlisle, who was growing increasingly imitated by her tears, suddenly froze at her words, As he watched her walk away, he panicked and quickly strode after her, grabbing her arm and pulling her into his chest

holding her close,

“You’re not going anywhere. Not without my say so,” he said firmly, holding

rising. “What’s the point of staying? Katrina can’t stand me, your

aren’t getting married, then have no reason or place

Do you want me to live through the pain of losing someone i

separate him and Shirley all those years ago flooded his thoughts & wave of guilt and

I’ll make this right for you

the faintest smirk of triumph, but she quickly masked it. She didn’t agree right away, keeping her tone hesitant until Carlisle started making promises – Weanne on everything he held dear and pledging more security for her and Ivy. It was only then that she relented, appearing

in a car Carlisle arranged, he made his way

with a sharp, disdainful scot. “Well, look who finally remembered his mother exists. I thought you might have been Too busy being wrapped around that woman’s little finger to bother showing up.

it when Mattha spoke to him this way, and the resentment

for you tearing me and Shirley apart wears ago,

a crime? Why can’t you let this go?”

ary. “You think I don’t know exactly what you’re up to? 1 tumed a blind eye to that woman for years because you were discreet enough not to enmatten the family. But now you want to use my grandson’s engagement to help her daughter? Over my dead body, Carlisle.†

glimpse of Katrina sitting in the comer, her face a picture

him entirely, Carlisle clenched his fists, forcing himself to rein in his irritation. He