Chapter 2181 Edwin shifted his gaze toward Laura.

She remained engrossed in the antics of Tom and Jerry, leisurely savoring each potato chip.

Edwin mustered a smile.

“Your home cooking smells positively delightful. It's been quite some time since I enjoyed a meal of this caliber!” Internally, Lina rolled her eyes.

The audacity of it all! In the midst of it, Peter, enveloping Edwin in a hearty embrace, quipped, “Pay no heed to Lina’s chatter! Today, it's you and me enjoying a good drink together. Don't disappoint me, alright?” Edwin responded with a gentle smile, “Certainly!” As he passed by Laura, his stride momentarily wavered, his voice carrying a faint huskiness.

“Laura?” Lina's anxiety surged, dreading that their daughter might inadvertently reveal something.

If Peter caught wind of it, a heated confrontation could ensue. She didn't seek to sweep things under the rug, not because she opposed justice, but because preserving a young girl's reputation was clearly more important. She had no wish for their cohabitation to become public knowledge. Laura already bore the weight of being Cathy Wilson's daughter; if the world learned about her connection with Edwin, how could she live with it in the future? Thankfully, Laura simply offered a subtle nod.

Peter chuckled.

“To think Laura's actually a year your senior! She's such a child, still watching Tom and Jerry.” Edwin's gaze appeared inscrutable.

In a soft murmur, he responded, “But she appears at least three or four years younger than me.” Peter harbored some dissatisfaction with that assessment.

“She's been stuck at 5.2 feet, no matter how many nutritious soups Lina whips up for her, But a girl's petite and dainty stature has its charm; lends her an air of youthfulness,” he opined.

Edwin offered a slight, knowing smile.

On the other hand, Lina shot a scathing glare at her husband.

“Would you kindly engage your brain?” Peter grumbled, “Seems the tigress is out again!” He graciously beckoned Edwin to take a seat. After rummaging through Laura's liquor collection, he retrieved a bottle of premium Golden Blossom wine to share with his guest. He even tasked his wife with preparing a modest hot pot so they could partake in conversation while enjoying the meal and libations.

Chapter 2182 Lina was frustrated but there was nothing much she could do without spilling the beans.

Once everything was ready, Edwin turned his attention toward Laura, who remained engrossed in the animated spectacle.

“Why don't you join us for a meal?” he proposed.

Laura harbored no inclination to partake in their repast.

She dabbed at her fingers with a napkin and remarked casually, “I'm quite full. You can carry on.” Peter appeared poised to interject, but Lina, bearing a selection of stir-fried dishes, came to Laura's defense.

“Young girls often prefer nibbles over full-fledged meals! Furthermore, she likely doesn't find your current conversation topics all that enticing. You two enjoy your meal and chat away; we'll manage just fine on our end.” Peter couldn't help but deem the arrangement rather unreasonable.

Their household was far from an archaic, patriarchal domain where women were banished from the dining table.

Laura rose from her seat.

“I'm experiencing a slight headache. I'lL retire to my room to rest.

Peter's demeanor swiftly softened.

He urged, “Then go rest. Maybe take some pills if you're feeling really unwell” Laura emitted a noncommittal hum and retreated to her bedroom.

Lina trailed behind her. Laura leaned against her bed, immersing herself in reading comic books, pastimes as straightforward as a child's.

Lina tenderly brushed her fingers against Laura's forehead.

After a protracted silence, she inquired softly, “What's his intention?” Laura set aside the comic book she held.

She remained in contemplation for a brief moment before speaking in hushed tones.

“I'm unsure, to be honest. But I believe that once he's engaged, he should stop from troubling me any further. Someone of his stature cannot afford to suffer a loss of reputation.” CR ETE 5 a sr Koos Certainly, there had been some historical animosity between the two families, but Edwin had already exacted his vengeance upon Laura. Why persist in tormenting her? Surely, he couldn't be planning to make Laura his mistress, could he? She would never consent to such an arrangement.

Chapter 2183 Nor would Peter.

Lina tenderly caressed her daughter's hair, whispering, “No matter the circumstances, Mom will always stand by you.” In truth, she held hope that Laura would encounter someone compassionate and empathetic.

In doing so, each party would find solace, and perhaps Edwin would cease his persistent pursuit.

Exiting the room and gently closing the door, Lina released a soft, wistful. sigh.

She possessed a keen understanding of Edwin; he was undeniably exceptional.

However, he remained a man.

Men, by nature, had their own inherent imperfections, such as possessiveness or yearning for the unattainable. There he was, supposedly cozied up with Miss Smith, basking in her warmth during that chilly season. Yet, he had opted to be there, indulging in drinks with Peter.

Lina grasped the reality but refrained from confronting it head-on.

She rubbed her hands together and approached them with unwavering enthusiasm, urging them to consume more libations.

She hoped Edwin would get drunk soon.

Then she would summon Mark to dispatch someone to retrieve his son, brimming with machinations, averting any further embarrassment in their midst.

Lina possessed a well-earned reputation for her liquor tolerance, particularly when it came to potent drinks.

She could easily outmatch Peter in that regard.

Observing his wife's solicitous demeanor, Peter found himself struck with astonishment and gently patted her head as if seeking assurance.

“Are you feeling all right?” Lina proceeded to pour three modest cups without hesitation.

With a subtle undercurrent of bitterness in her tone, she remarked, “Edwin, this one's to your happiness. Your parents must be overjoyed to see you settled! Don't forget to bring Miss Smith over for a meal.

may not excel in many areas, whipping up a couple of homemade dishes is well within my capabilities.” Edwin promptly downed his

Lina mirrored his action.

two of them engaged in an accelerated and relentless drinking bout, one cup swiftly

window, a gentle drizzle began to descend, its soft pitter-patter creating

the window, taking note of

might pose a problem for Edwin's journey back.” In the blink of

askew, spilling a

couldn't help but express his

and gently encouraged Peter to drink more. Peter couldn't help but feel a certain wariness toward Edwin. Where had the young man acquired such an impressive alcohol tolerance? He had intended to avoid

few words from Edwin and Peter were soon drawn into the drinking

Peter had succumbed to the

drenching the yellowed, withered leaves that lay scattered across

in contemplation, Edwin lingered by

the

emerged, encountering both her parents

sleeping on her bed, while her father sprawled on the sofa, mouth agape, producing a symphony

wasn't naive enough to overlook Edwin's

yearned for a

pivoted to meet her

were in private, Laura no longer felt the need to maintain courtesy.

her emotions, she uttered brusquely, “Leave!” Edwin remained motionless, his dark eyes locked onto hers. His intentions remained a puzzle, even

retreat

a couple of strides, she found herself ensnared

young man. Many times within that

moment, Laura

struggled vehemently, but his grasp

“Mr. Evans, I want no part in this. Are you

petite, astonishingly soft, akin to cradling a

in

wouldn't typically entertain,

arms, he instinctively nestled by the curve of

this moment. Laura, grant me the privilege to

with an overwhelming discomfort, tears streaming down her face as she fought tenaciously, yet found herself

couldn't summon a

with fervor as he whispered incomprehensible words against her skin, words she couldn't fully decipher nor care

against

typically reserved man cradled her face, his fervent

Laura's eyes widened.

way down

away, his voice a gentle

don't cry.”

profound emotion, her eyes red and piercing as they locked

you who rejected me? Wasn't it you who sought vengeance, toying with my emotions? Your objective has been achieved. I am in

bedroom light extinguished, shrouding

locked eyes with Laura, their gazes interlocked in

lowering his head to engage in a deep,

that defied

surpassed any of their prior encounters

slap landed,

Edwin enveloped her in

more, he offered an

not for toying with her

deep within, he acknowledged that genuine feelings had blossomed for her, that he had grown fond of her. However, as Laura astutely pointed out, their connection was doomed; he

kiss, he possessed nothing else to

heavy heart, Edwin

bolts of lightning pierced the night. Laura slowly sank to her knees,

seated in

rain poured relentlessly, windshield wipers laboring tirelessly, his visage

in contemplative

the wheel, yet he resisted any thought of assistance.

that it

Dylan and

he persist, more might uncover the truth, leading to an unmanageable situation. Moreover, by doing so,

it go.

did love hold? Everyone's emotions mattered. Perhaps in six months,

wasn't his typical

seat, his head making a soft thud

A throbbing headache plagued

eyes, but Laura's teary gaze remained etched in his mind. She had

possessed a strength

she had walked away

was there to hold onto? Dawn

activity stirred ahead. A black Hummer hurtled toward him, its glaring headlights illuminating Edwin's

he shielded his

revealing the approaching vehicle, it became evident that it was Dylan

draped in a leather jacket, radiating

with fierce intensity before

Ten minutes elapsed.

carried the luggage downstairs with Lina and

been thoroughly intoxicated, remained

the building, Laura's gaze

indifference, while

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