Beyond the Divorce

I was impressed with myself. I managed to improvise so convincingly.

In the future, when I no longer wanted to hustle in the business world, I would definitely write books. I was sure storytelling was my ticket to success. Even I almost got swept away by my own story.

Millard looked at me, his gaze somewhat blank. He shook his head slowly and said, "No..."

His confusion only fueled my satisfaction. I was confident that I had led his thoughts astray, and even his entourage seemed caught up in the moment.

"That's it. He said he shouldn't have rushed you into this, that he was too impatient with you. He's frustrated because he thought you could do better, but you let him down." I looked at Millard with open arms, expressing deep regret and pity.

Millard wore an embarrassed expression. He was showing signs of nervousness and regret. Seeing his expression, I quickly added more pressure.

but have you ever reflected on this? If Anson hadn't saved you back then, allowing you to fend for yourself, would you still have had a carefree childhood?" I

foster parents hadn't risked their lives to sneak me out of the hospital back then, I

ended up like

your greedy nature and disappointed him. He thought you were just a rebellious child who would

his followers glared at

my storyline was foolproof. Even if I made a mistake,could fix it. After all, this beast was most afraid of being looked down upon by others. That was

did he break my leg? And why did he say I was unworthy?" Millard retorted

the others around us. Tristan's gaze remained

If this were your biological

into his crimson eyes confidently. I was sure his regret stemmed from a deep understanding of

treats you harshly, the more he values you. Do you understand his intentions? Was I wrong to say it's a pity that things ended this way for you?" He stared