"What work are you doing now? Who else is in your family? From your accent, it seems you’re not a local from City J. Where are you from? Do you plan to settle down in City J in the future?"
Alice Conley heard her mom ask questions as if probing household registration, and quickly said, "Mom, he has things to take care of. I’ll walk him downstairs first; you can ask next time you get a chance!" For origınal chapters go to novel·fire·net
After saying this, Alice hurriedly pulled Dorian Howards along and dashed out of the Apartment Complex.
Once they reached downstairs, Alice finally let go of Dorian’s hand and said, "Okay, you can go back now. I’ll handle my parents. Let’s just pretend nothing happened today."
"Explain? How are you going to explain? Tell your parents that there’s nothing between us?" Dorian stepped closer and said, "Alice Conley, are you playing with me?"
"I’m not playing with you." His gaze made her heart panic, "Dorian, I’ve been saying all along, we already broke up; there’s absolutely no possibility! Besides, I haven’t had those feelings for you in a long time."
"If you had no feelings, you wouldn’t have responded to me like that in the car!" His gaze was intense, pushing her into a corner step by step, "Alice, don’t lie to me, and don’t lie to yourself. You have feelings for me; you haven’t forgotten me, and you still love me, right?"
Alice’s heart suddenly tightened; his words were like a mountain pressing on her chest, making it hard to breathe.
She took a deep breath and gazed at him steadily, saying, "Dorian, there’s no possibility between us!"
Three years ago, when she decided to break up, she already understood there was no possibility between them!
Three years passed, but nothing had really changed.
The next day, as expected, major news media did not report about Grace Yowell and Mabel Quinn in the coffee shop. However, someone had captured a video on site yesterday and uploaded it online, though the content was quickly censored from the website.
Thus, the matter didn’t stir up much attention online.
But for Grace Yowell, this wasn’t the result she wanted to see. She went as far as to let her arm get burned, staging such a spectacle, just to lower Mabel Quinn’s standing in Daniel Harris’s heart so that Daniel wouldn’t remember Mabel anymore.
Thinking of the words Daniel said to her last night upon leaving the police station, Grace felt as if something was stuck in her heart.
He actually told her to let it go, not to press charges against Mabel Quinn.
"Is my injury to be in vain just ? Daniel, just because Mabel Quinn told a few lies, you defend her , while I, injured, must swallow this injustice. You saw her attitude when she left; she had absolutely no remorse!" At that moment, she spoke with tears in her eyes.
But he didn’t even glance at her, saying, "Let’s leave it at that. Didn’t you once say D family’s limited edition necklace was beautiful? I’ll have someone buy it and send it to you."
And now, that necklace was quietly placed on the coffee table in her living room, shining brilliantly but even more like a mocking gesture.
That necklace, Daniel bought it for her because of Mabel Quinn!
Mabel Quinn! Mabel Quinn! Must she always live in Mabel Quinn’s shadow? Clearly, she was the injured one, yet Mabel Quinn was the one being protected!
Grace Yowell suddenly picked up her phone and started taking pictures of her arm wrapped in white gauze.
Her agent, Noah Fletcher, hurriedly said, "Grace, what are you planning to do?"
"Of course, I’m going to post it online; otherwise, how will my fans know I’m hurt?" Grace said.