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?"
knowing was an
limb from limb to quench the hatred in
to their car
his crisp blue
the familiar name. He pursed his lips and stepped out
he spotted Harrison and heard Sophie's insincere query. His
"Harrison!"
noting the unmistakable loathing on Kaitlyn's face, she understood what had transpired. "Ms. Abernathy, you're saying you don't know what your own brother-in-law has done?
coldly on Sophie, whose
how would I know what my
one's intelligence. I've always been your fiancé, but for some reason, some fools keep linking me with other
needing to look to know Sophie's
jealousy bubbled up as she tugged at Harrison's sleeve, not daring
and to think, her friend Ms. Hawthorn would treat
Kaitlyn. "Mrs. Littleton, I didn't expect that after all these years, you've lost even this basic decorum. Sophie has helped you, and
as knives. "Mrs. Littleton,
been
feelings for Harrison had turned
causing her parents' downfall still
you're still as despicable as
and firm, "That's no excuse to avoid an
a hawk taking flight. In a swift motion, she seemed to soar, spinning in mid-air, her foot
guard,
"Ah!"
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