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Redmption 52
Jewel’s petty tricks were ruthlessly exposed by me. Her face turned extremely ugly. But she still tried to maintain her superior demeanor. “Are you convinced that Chris and I have something going on?”
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Did it need anyone else’s confirmation? Didn’t she know what she’d done?
However, my good upbringing prevented me from saying anything too harsh. Jewel’s eyes reddened. “I didn’t expect people to have such filthy and sordid. thoughts these days.”
Look at how noble she was trying to make herself seem.
“Madeline, Chris is a good man. If you can’t even trust him, you don’t even deserve him.” Jewel’s words made her intentions clear. She was trying to assert that I didn’t deserve Chris.
So, she had more to say.
I remained silent and just watched her performance.
Sure enough, she wiped away her tears and asked, “Madeline, are you really not going to cherish Chris anymore?”
This woman was setting a trap for me. Did she think I was that naive?
I sneered. “If I say I’m giving him up, will you say that you happen to want him?”
Jewel’s expression stiffened slightly. Her lips pressed tightly together, perfectly portraying fragility and beauty.
But I wasn’t a man. Otherwise, I might have found her delicate demeanor quite touching.
“Chris deserves to be cherished.” Jewel finally revealed her true intentions. Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.
I lowered my gaze. I looked at her still flat belly and then at her flat shoes. “It seems you really want to cherish him. But do you think you deserve him?”
Jewel’s face turned ugly, and her hands clenched the hem of her shirt tightly.
*Jewel, let me remind you. Even if Chris and I don’t end up together, it’s not easy for you to enter the Gildon family. You should know why.” I wasn’t trying
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to strike her down but rather wake her up to reality.
Bree and Zack probably would accept that Chris wouldn’t marry me. But they wouldn’t allow a woman pregnant with another man’s child into the Gildon family. Unless, of course, the child in her belly was Chris‘.
Jewel’s plans fell apart with my words. Seeing her silence, I shouldered my bag and left.
I didn’t go back to Gildon estate first but went to Lisa’s place.
Since getting off the plane, I hadn’t even changed my clothes. I didn’t want to appear in a disheveled state and make Chris‘ parents think I had been living miserably. That would only make it harder for me to leave the Gildons.
Lisa, who worked night shifts, was sleeping. She was surprised to see me. Why are you back so suddenly? You didn’t even say a word.”
I knew she was busy because it was a peak period for childbirth.
With advanced technology, people now planned their childbirths. It was said that having a baby in spring or summer, when everything was thriving, resulted in smart and beautiful children.
“I arrived yesterday. I had to handle some issues at the amusement park. So, ! didn’t tell you,” I explained while taking off my shoes and walking barefoot into Lisa’s living room.
“Workaholic,” Lisa, who was also a workaholic, teased me.
I sat on the couch and picked up a fresh orange from the table. I peeled it, gave half to Lisa, and put the other half into my mouth.
Staying up late wasn’t unusual for me. But it always left me feeling parched, no matter how much water I drank.
“Did you come back alone?” Lisa’s question seemed to hint something.
I smiled. “Of course.”
“What about your romantic encounter?” Lisa handed me a glass of water.