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Ellie rolled her eyes at his empty promises. “I remember you said the sthing tobefore. And what
happened? Your family refused to accept me, and you did nothing. Why would | believe you now?”
Shaking his head, Jayceon replied, “Things have changed now. | have my own business separate from my family.
No one can control my work or my personal life anymore. And from the way you talk, it's clear you still have
feelings for me. You only married Thiago because you felt grateful to him after all the help he offered you.”
His eyes flickered to Brenna. “Word is, he pursued Brenna before. Doesn't that bother you at all?”
Ellie let out a sharp laugh. “Stop talking nonsense. Don’t try to drive a wedge between us. Who says | don’t love
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇthim? When | was alone in Norview with a child, working and raising the kid, do you know how hard it was? |
couldn’t handle everything. Thiago helped me, took care of the child when he was sick, and looked after me
when | was ill. | gradually fell in love with him. He also helped advance my career. My success...
Today is thanks to him! | love that man! He's reliable and trustworthy—qualities you never showed me.” Anger
still burning, Ellie turned to walk away.
But before she could take a step, Jayceon reached out and caught her arm. “You're lying. He's not better than
me. Not in any way!”
“You really think so? But to me, he’s better than you in every way!” Ellie yanked her arm free and walked to
Brenna.
Jayceon did not follow her. He just stared at the underwear, growing more furious.
Wanting to leave this place, Ellie said, “Are you finished, Brenna? Let's get out of here.”
Setting down the clothes, Brenna nodded. “Yeah, let's go.”
Ellie paid and left, continuing shopping with Brenna elsewhere.
“Running into that jerk really kills my mood,” Ellie said. She and Brenna chatted as they shopped until noon.
When lunchtrolled around, Brenna noticed the string of restaurants along the street. She quickly texted
Lorna for a recommendation and soon went to a restaurant Lorna mentioned. She invited the bodyguard to join
them for the meal.
Everything about the place oozed charm—from the eclectic decor to the mixed crowd filling the booths and bar.
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“Hi there! What would you like to order?” A waitress with a bright smile approached them.
As soon as Brenna looked up, her expression froze. “Isabella?”
Isabella’s face flushed crimson. Without replying, she turned and bolted. Stunned, Brenna watched as she
vanished in her uniform and cap, swallowed by the kitchen in seconds.
Another staff member approached, apologetic. “Sorry about that. My coworker isn't feeling well. I'll be helping
you instead.”
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