The atmosphere was tense for obvious reasons. But Ethan felt unnecessarily annoyed as he stared at Janet.

It was as if Janet was ready to pester him for answers today. He could see the decisiveness and stubbornness in her eyes. As a result, he felt uneasy. He had a hunch that if he continued to keep her in the dark, the gap between them would get wider.

“What can’t you tell me?” Janet was on the verge of breaking down when she noticed that Ethan was hesitating. When he didn’t answer her question, she finally cried hysterically, “Ethan! Why are you doing this to me? I’m sick and tired of knowing very little about you. Why did this happen? What happened between you and Ritchie? I thought we would just have dinner! Then all of a sudden he just snapped and started talking about horrible things. Although I know you don’t have a good relationship with your family, I thought unfriendly words were the only thing I had to suffer in their hands. But it was nothing like that! How come this happened?”

‘He wanted me to leave Ethan and be his mistress? How ridiculous and disgusting! He also injured Laney to this extent. I won’t let this slide!’ Janet was shocked and furious.

Anger settled like a boulder in Ethan’s gut. He almost reached out his hand to hold Janet, but her glare made him restrain himself. He just said in a choked voice, “I’m sorry.”

continued, “Our marriage made us one, Ethan. We only have each other. How

just that I thought you will be in danger if you know too much about me and the Lesters. You mean so much to me, Janet. You might not believe me, but I love you more than life

herself into his arms and

not much sunlight. The cool wind caused the bare trees to sway. From the look of things, the city would

weather was very similar to the time when Ethan’s

scot-free. I lived with my mother until tragedy struck when I was nine years old. She suddenly passed away, leaving me in this cruel world. It was also a cold winter at that time. After my mother’s death, I was forced to go to the Lester family’s villa and Patrick agreed to take me in. He couldn’t turn his back to me because I

the time Ethen wes done with his story. Teers streemed down her fece end she hugged him tightly. Ethen hed e misereble pest. In her mind’s eye, she pictured how e little boy of

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