She was so pure that tainting her would mean an undeniable responsibility. He wouldn’t step into the grave of marriage, so he couldn’t give her any hope. Nor would he even touch her lightly—not even to "give it a try." He knew what kind of person he was; he knew which women he could fool around with and which women, like Fluffy Zane, he absolutely couldn’t touch. The Zane and Cooper Families had a long-standing relationship. If he touched her, a marriage alliance would be inevitable. But he wasn’t a good man worthy of her entrusting her life to. He couldn’t give her the marriage she wanted, nor the love she desired. It was better to completely sever all her expectations from the very beginning.
The tall figure gradually disappeared from her sight. Fluffy Zane slowly squatted down, hugged herself, stifled her sobs, and tears streamed down her face... William Guillen... I’ve loved you for eight years, eight whole years. Don’t eight years earn me even one chance to try?
Fluffy Zane had never been so envious of those other women—envious of those who could win his favor, who could be with him. Even being just a nominal female companion, without any real status, would be better than her current situation. She didn’t even have the opportunity to get close to him.
Sophie Sullivan, heading to the restroom, hadn’t expected to see Fluffy Zane crying there. She didn’t even have to think to know that William Guillen, that scumbag, must have hurt her again.
Fluffy Zane raised her head. Just as she was about to call out "Sophie Sullivan," her gaze fell on Thomas Shannon standing behind Sophie, and she merely whispered, "Maniac..."
Sophie Sullivan handed her a facial tissue. "Wipe your tears. You look... terrible right now."
Fluffy Zane didn’t need to look; she already knew her makeup was ruined. Her face must look like a color palette now, a complete mess.
She took the facial tissue and wiped her tears. Sophie Sullivan’s hand was already extended towards her. Fluffy Zane stared blankly at the fair hand. Sophie Sullivan extended it a little further. "I don’t have much patience. Hurry and grab my hand."
Gripping her hand, Sophie Sullivan pulled her up from the ground.
"Let’s go. We can tidy up in the restroom."
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The two of them went into the restroom together.
Thomas Shannon glanced at Charlie River. "When did Maniac get so close to Fluffy Zane?"
"Young Master, do you remember what happened at the Meadow?"
Thomas Shannon carefully recalled how Maniac had sulked and given him the cold shoulder. At that time, Fluffy Zane had chased William Guillen to the Meadow. Later, the two women seemed to have struck up a conversation.
Charlie River smiled. "Maniac probably started getting along well with Miss Zane around that time."
Nodding in understanding, Thomas Shannon didn’t give it much thought; after all, the two women rarely saw each other, so how deep could their bond be?
In the restroom, Fluffy Zane washed her face. She looked at Sophie Sullivan beside her. "I’m fine now. You should go out; Young Master Shannon is still waiting for you."
Sophie Sullivan frowned slightly, seeming to hesitate.
A faint smile touched Fluffy Zane’s lips. So Maniac has her moments of indecision too?
"If you want to say something, go ahead. I’m listening."
"William Guillen is not a good man. You should give up on him, and give yourself a break too."
For Sophie Sullivan, an outsider, to say this to her only highlighted how much of a scumbag William Guillen truly was.
Fluffy Zane’s eyelids drooped in disappointment. "Maniac, you’ve never loved someone deeply, have you?"