She opened the news page and finished reading last night’s news in just two minutes!
The warm dinner photos of Finn Morgan and Melissa Merce deeply attracted her gaze, and she had no time for her own scandal, examining the photos one by one carefully. The rightful source is NoveIꜰire.net
"This isn’t doctored..." A sense of loss arose spontaneously, so did he not even make a call last night, spending all his time with his fiancée?
Hailey Hale sat on the bed, suddenly feeling like a deflated balloon.
Melissa’s happy smile deeply pierced her eyes.
After a while, she looked at the online articles defaming her again, word by word recklessly fabricated, making her heart burn with anger!
"You’re the mistress! Your whole family are mistresses!" Girls care most about reputation; every headline flaunts "Mayor’s Daughter" in big letters, which would cause trouble for Dad.
Footsteps approached, she turned and saw the door open, her mother rushed in anxiously, "Hailey..."
She saw her mom also holding a phone, and this look suggested she just read the news.
"Hailey..." Paige came to the bedside, saw her daughter also holding a phone, and immediately comforted, "It’s okay, life is long anyway; how can one not meet scumbag men? Fortunately, you’re not married yet, stop the loss in time!"
"What do you mean?" Hailey felt aggrieved, "I never officially dated him in the first place."
"That’s perfect!" Paige said angrily, "Don’t even make friends with such men! Stay far away! When lightning strikes him, you won’t accidentally get hurt!"
"Mom." Hailey defended, "Finn isn’t like that."
"Photos can’t lie, right?" Paige spoke bluntly, "Stop deceiving yourself. What did he send you home for? Did he call you? Did he text you? Did he come to see you? Is there a word of consolation?"
"..." This series of questions left Hailey speechless, making her inexplicably sad inside.
"He’s on a date." Paige poked at her heart, hoping to clear her head, "In a newly opened Italian restaurant, do you know how much is the wine on their table? Eighteen thousand, so his future wife inevitably will be his bride. Both families are of equal status, both involved in business, having business dealings, with ancestral connections through generations."
"Stop it." She asked tiredly, "What does this have to do with me? I’m not anyone to him; we’re not dating!"
"Exactly." Paige said, "I just hope he has a conscience, reads the news, clears things up, and gives you a clean slate."
Hailey didn’t say anything; she took a few days off to rest well at home.
Her arm hurt, her leg also hurt, Paige personally applied the medicine for her, "What would you like for breakfast?"
"Banana milk." The girl blurted out.
"What?" She hadn’t heard of it, "Bananas can cook with milk? Can you eat that taste? Have you tried it?"
Hailey knew, it’s a bit far to go to Balama to buy banana milk, and also... it’s not bought by Finn, doesn’t taste the same.
"Forget it, I don’t want it." After saying this, she shrank back under the blanket.
"You must eat breakfast." Paige said, "I’ll go down, get the kitchen to prepare it, and bring it up for you. Rest a bit more in the meantime."
After her mom left, Hailey slowly opened her eyes, she felt particularly lost inside...
Without agreeing to be together with him, she’s already the third wheel... truly frustrating.
Still on the stairs, Paige took out her phone and dialed Finn Morgan’s number, the number was shown in the personal info, she saved it back then thinking it might be of use later, didn’t expect it would be so soon.