“What the hell do you mean?” Larissa was no longer able to keep calm, and she leaped to her feet, scaring the waiter who had brought her drink over.
“Your—your lemon tea, miss.” The waiter put the cup on the table nervously, his eyes darting between the two before leaving. Even then, he kept turning back to look at them.
Having been interrupted like that, Larissa recognized that she was in a public setting and somewhat restrained her discontent.
“I paid the down payment, and I’ve been paying the monthly mortgage too. If the house has nothing to do with me, then who else could it belong to?” She struggled to keep her voice low enough so that only the two of them could hear.
Hearing this, Travis unhurriedly retrieved yet another document from his ever-present briefcase.
“Take a look at this.”
On the top of the first page, bold letters announced the document to be an agreement for the gifting of property. Larissa’s gaze stopped at the title for two seconds before she began reading quickly—
Gifter: Larissa Seymour (hereinafter referred to as Party A”)
Giftee: Travis Hardy (hereinafter referred to as Party B)
The gift was precisely the house that they lived in after their marriage.
“What are you showing me this for? You want me to sign this?” Larissa tossed the papers back at him with a cold smile. “I’m telling you, Hardy, dream on!”
pushed it toward Larissa again.
one that she was most
was shown to be dated three months ago! After a bit of calculating, it must have
And yet she had
to speak through gritted
Travis had conned her into signing anything, but she could not recall seeing anything
the last few words. “You’ve
for a moment before showing a
only Travis’s name
blankly at the image. In an instant, she was
I still need to look after Amber at
out all the fishy
“Even if you don’t sign it, the house is still mine. It’s impossible to
wasting time with you. Let’s see who can
gnashed his
the table. She then picked up her bag and rose from her seat.
He lowered his voice, his expression savage. “You know what my parents are like. Aren’t you afraid they’ll cause a scene at your hotel again?”
Larissa was afraid. But she could not show it, or else Travis would have leverage over her.
on her face. “If they
hissed in a low tone even as a hint of panic flickered
get them to try.” Larissa casually tossed out those words and
…
other reason but that
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