Your Love Is But a Dream

Chapter 189

“Does When know the real you? I send these to him, what do you think he do?

chra had never been as fragile as her appearance sippested, someone who could be pushed i how them.

at will. She simply chose not to bare her claws unless necessary. It wasn’t that she didn’t

Dessin by joined the Zachman family, she had been fronting Carlislo’s favoritism and provoking Clara at every turn.

In the past, by at least pretended to behave, making sure Clara couldn’t catch her in the act.

But now, Ivy didn’t even bother hiding her hostility. As such, Clara saw no reason to hold back either.

by hadn’t expected Clara to reply. Since Clara had left the Zachman family, by had bombarded her with messages, avery single one disappearing into the void without ever receiving a

by had pressed Clara might have made a new account but didn’t know for sure. Therefore, all she could do was use the old one, hoping to get through and went her resentment and hatred. I didn’t take long for Clara to notice two messages had been retracted.

mocking mile rugged at the cone of his lips.

could til fear,

insults, she couldn’t help but find Ivy pathetic. Ivy probably thought Clara would never log into this old account again, so

more messages, another one quickly popped

you show Wren all this, what can you prove? You ruined my engagement party and stole my fiance. Don’t have every right to curse you? 1 treated you like my own Ende gister. What did I ever do

Clara couldn’t help but

had only ever pretended to care about her in front of others, especially Wren. Around

would subtly highlight how

for so long that you

most recent messages at the

handed tricks to late Wien away, I’ve never blamed you. “You‘ Wheater, which makes you my sister, too. I’m genuinely worried about you. I’m begging you, as

you. Can’t you think of him and stop causing trouble? I know you don’t like me. You want me out of the Zachman

convince Wren to come back, I’ll move out right away. Would

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moment’s hesitation, ale passed play.

pleading voice echoed in the wand