Harrison's voice was as smooth and warm as ever, familiar yet distant.
Kaitlyn froze, and as she descended the steps of the courthouse, led by Vivienne's firm grip, she couldn't help but glance up.
Just then, Harrison approached them.
Their eyes met, both pairs filled with a mix of recognition and estrangement. A moment of shock passed between them-how could it be her? How could it be him?
The late summer breeze was cool.
The night air, tinged with a hint of moisture, seeped into Kaitlyn's body, sending shivers down to her bones, yet fanning the flames of her burning hatred even more fiercely.
Her eyes, swollen from crying, were invaded by streaks of crimson rage. Her slender hand, veins protruding, clenched into a fist. She drew in a deep breath of the cool air and managed to force out one name, "Harrison!"
The hatred in her voice was hoarse, eerily reminiscent of a vengeful spirit's howl from the depths of hell.
Harrison's expression was cool, his presence slightly imposing.
The face that hadn't changed over the years swept over Kaitlyn.
The former belle of Rivenwood, once courted by countless heirs, now looked no different from any ordinary woman you'd pass on the street.
His brow furrowed, his eyes devoid of guilt, he looked past Kaitlyn as if she were a stranger.
He walked calmly to Sophie and said in a low voice, "Let's head back."
Sophie, feigning ignorance, glanced at Kaitlyn. "Do you know my brother-in-law?"
scoffed, knowing
she would tear Harrison limb from limb to
had escorted the elders to their
spotlight, Harrison stood out in his crisp
He pursed his lips and stepped out to see what
enough, he spotted Harrison and heard Sophie's insincere query. His gaze
"Harrison!"
Kaitlyn's face, she understood what
fixed coldly on Sophie, whose own eyes were well hidden
my sister. I'm not her, how would I know what my brother-in-law did before? Unlike Ms. Hawthorn, I
always been your fiancé, but for some
look to know Sophie's expression
bubbled up as she tugged
to think, her friend Ms. Hawthorn would
I didn't expect that after all these years, you've lost even this basic decorum. Sophie has helped
a glance, his words sharp as knives. "Mrs. Littleton, I expect you to
it had been struck hard. The
now, her feelings for Harrison had turned to nothing
of her misplaced trust causing her parents' downfall still twisted her heart
you're still as despicable as you were
voice low and firm, "That's no
the courthouse steps with the grace of a hawk taking flight. In a swift motion, she seemed to soar, spinning in
off guard,
"Ah!"
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