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I’m sorry, babe. Do you not like sunflowers? 1… I saw online that. Irvin stammered.
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He had searched for information about me online and discovered that I loved sunflowers, so he secretly hid one to give me. But I ended up crying instead of taking it with joy.
Snapping out of it, I forced a smile and accepted the flower. “I do love it. Thank you.”
He stared at me, unsure if I was truly happy or just pretending.
“But don’t call me babe‘ anymore. We’re divorced.”
I couldn’t bear to hear him say it in the same affectionate tone as before. That genuine, affectionate tone would only make me feel bad for him.
And I didn’t want to feel that way.
Irvin, who was already anxious, panicked at my words. He grabbed my hands and said, “Babe, I couldn’t find anything about what happened between us, but I know that it must have been my fault if we got divorced.
“I’ll make sure to be good from now on and listen to everything you say. Please, just give me another chance.”
Irvin had always been this way, pleading pitifully for another chance.
But I didn’t know how to give it to him. All I could say was, “Comply with the treatment, and we’ll talk about it after you recover.” Irvin realized that the most important thing right now was to heal his legs and regain his strength if he wanted to protect me and build a future with me. He nodded eagerly. “Okay!”
Neither of us noticed that, in the building across from my studio, Grace was watching us, hands.
her gaze
fixed on our tightly clasped
I should’ve invested in a curtain.
Grace came from an elite, prestigious family. From everything she had witnessed since childhood, she had never believed in true love. Whether among celebrities or political and business elites, every so–called loving couple was fake.
Marriage was just an alliance for profit. The better ones would remain respectful to each other in private. The worse ones would live separate lives, having their own affairs.
Yet, watching Irvin hold my hands so tightly, she wondered if true love actually existed after all.
When other couples divorced, they would tear each other apart over petty amounts of money. Yet, Irvin, who had billions of dollars, had given me everything. He even stayed by my side, working for me , so that I would never run out of money.
When they hypnotized him, it was easy to convince him that he was the heir of Hardwells. But when the hypnotist tried to suggest that his wife was her, he strongly resisted it.
Even when he was seriously injured and unconscious, his mind refused to accept the idea of anyone but me being his wife.
Although he was a fool before–completely manipulated by Julianne–his love for me was genuine.
And that true love was painful to watch for Grace, who had never been loved.
She was born into wealth, privilege, and beauty but was never loved. Yet, I , who hailed from a lowly background and despised by my parents, was loved so strongly. She wondered why I deserved such affection.
Dorothy, her housekeeper, was keeping her company. Noticing her displeasure, she stepped forward and said, “Ma’am, please don’t let that lowly woman ruin your mood. Once she finishes treating Mr. Timothy, I’ll make sure she never appears before him again. Don’t let her affect you.”
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Hearing that, Grace withdrew her gaze. “I have my plans. Don’t.
Then, she lowered her eyes and gently stroked her baby bump.
When the time came, this child would be her greatest weapon.
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