"He never once thought about breaking up with me, he even had our future all planned out, so why would I constantly wait for him to dump me?"
"I was looking forward to him taking me to meet his parents, but Mrs. Hall visited me first."
She was an incredibly mean-spirited woman, every word she said was a stab to my soft spots, leaving me with nowhere to hide my humiliation.
Besides a pretty face, what do you have that is worth showing off?
My son isn’t a superficial man, but even if he were, there are plenty of girls prettier and from better families than you, so what makes you think you can just walk into the Hall Family?
Do you even understand marriages between noble families? My son is to inherit a vast Hall Clan, a powerful Jackson Clan could make his life a hundred times easier, do you measure up?
Can you provide a dowry that’s sufficient to match the Hall Family’s betrothal gifts?
Every word was a sentence to heart!
Helen wanted to refute every single sentence, but she was unable to respond to any.
Even though that woman’s words were so mean and hurtful, she knew, Mrs. Hall was speaking the truth.
How did she respond to her at the time?
With dryness and lack of confidence, she simply said, "I love Harry."
She saw the undisguised scorn in Mrs. Hall’s eyes, that overt contempt which pierced through her heart like a sharp blade.
"Later, Mrs. Hall personally took me to their high society social circle, among the young ladies of noble families, I couldn’t get a word in and just stood there awkwardly."
"I saw the daughter-in-law Mrs. Hall had in mind for her son, a real blue-blooded heiress, with a good education, a good family background, as pretty as me, and most importantly, Mrs. Hall was very satisfied with her."
"I felt like a clown put there to contrast with her, standing embarrassed without a place to hide."
Mrs. Hall, in a war devoid of gunpowder, let her take part in such a struggle, and before she could fight back, she was utterly defeated.
See? This is what the daughter-in-law of the Hall Family should be like, she has everything you have, and the things you don’t have, she still has them, that’s the difference.
With these two girls standing in front of him, who do you think he would choose?
Mrs. Hall asked her so bluntly, completely shattering all her self-confidence.
"After that time, I didn’t see Harry for a long while, and when I saw him again, I found him in a cafe with that heiress, laughing and talking together; he wasn’t the quiet and reserved Harry I knew."
"That girl was wiping his mouth with a tissue, and he... he was holding her hand..."
Remembering what she saw back then, Helen’s heart was once again cruelly stabbed.
She thought that three years had passed, the pain had faded, that she could mention it without feeling hurt, but that wasn’t true.
The Young Master who used to cook for her, wash her clothes, stay up at night to massage her belly to ease the pain, eventually didn’t want her anymore.
From his mother’s words, she learned that Harry was such a gentlemanly and considerate person, and he would take care of any girlfriend with great attentiveness.
It was a cultivation from being a child of the Hall Family, it had nothing to do with whether or not he truly loved her in his heart.
"You must have seen it wrong,"
Elly instinctively wanted to defend Harry.
It wasn’t because Harry was a friend of Adam’s, but rather, the kind of care Harry showed Helen didn’t seem like someone who would play both ends against the middle.