Jenny York’s deliberate behavior and words successfully infuriated Lily Turner. All she saw was the happy and blissful smile on Jenny York’s face, completely oblivious to the provocation and mockery in Jenny’s eyes.
"Jenny York! How can you be so shameless?" Lily Turner glared at Jenny York angrily. This situation reminded her of a scene in a play she had encountered before; back then, she had a script to follow.
But now, her mind was filled with nothing but anger and sadness.
Being scolded by Lily Turner, instead of getting angry, Jenny York’s smile grew even more dazzling. "Lily! You’re wrong to say that. The person Henry has always loved is me, the one he wants to marry has always been me, but you insist on inserting yourself between us."
"I think the word ’shameless’ suits you the best."
Jenny York intentionally emphasized this, only to make the already infuriated Lily Turner even angrier, hopefully angry enough to lose her mind.
The reporters were waiting outside to catch a ’show,’ so she wasn’t afraid to make things even bigger.
Lily Turner was indeed very, very angry, but just as she was about to retort, she suddenly noticed a fleeting look of ridicule in Jenny York’s eyes.
At that moment, she suddenly became calm.
"Who the word ’shameless’ suits best, I think anyone with eyes can clearly see." Lily Turner changed her previously angry expression to one of indifferent calm, "Since you and Henry Thompson are getting married, I won’t hide it anymore. In fact, I’ve wanted to break up with him for a long time, but never found the right opportunity, until just before the wedding..."
At this point, Lily Turner didn’t continue because saying those words would dirty her mouth. She chose to keep her mouth clean, knowing that the woman beside her understood what she meant.
The situation didn’t unfold as she had expected. Jenny York was both surprised and deeply puzzled, but she didn’t dwell too much on the issue.
"Lily! I know you’re saying this on purpose. I also know you’re very, very angry right now, but love is selfish. I can’t give Henry to you." At this moment, Jenny York put away her bright smile and replaced it with an expression of regret and apology.
"Angry? Haha..."
Lily Turner laughed as if she’d heard a really funny joke, tilting her head back and laughing heartily.
After laughing, she immediately continued, "Jenny York! Only you would treat Henry Thompson like a treasure. If he’s betrayed once, he’ll definitely betray a second time, and even a third."
"Lily! I know you’re saying this out of jealousy, and I’m in a good mood today, so I won’t argue with you." Jenny York spoke in a generous and polite manner, but a flash of malice flickered in her eyes and disappeared too quickly for anyone to catch it.
The smile on Lily Turner’s face froze for a moment. Jenny York thought her words had successfully made Lily Turner dumbfounded, and just as she was about to celebrate inwardly, she suddenly saw Lily Turner turn her head to look out the car window.
Following Lily Turner’s gaze, Jenny York saw a tall, handsome, and familiar man walking towards them.