The Wrong Woman

Candice couldn't resist her curiosity. "I bet there are more diary entries besides this one. Where are they? I'd like to see them as well."

"The rest are irrelevant and none of your concern. Focus on this page alone," Fenna replied with a stern tone.

Candice gave a faint smile as she set down the documents, asking, "Is there anything more?"

Irritated, Mervyn snapped, "Aren't these enough?"

Candice shook her head. "No."

Taken aback, Mervyn and Fenna exchanged a look of surprise.

Candice smiled contentedly. "I'm really curious about when Elio started feeling this way about me. He wants us to have children together-surely that means he likes me a lot, right?"

Enraged, Mervyn jabbed her head. "You're such a hopeless romantic! He has been plotting against you since high school-blocking your college applications, stopping you from studying abroad, and messing with those guys around you. I'm a victim, too!"

you been a victim?"

"He secretly funded the 'free' scholarship

we're not even together. What's there to separate

why I find him

glanced at Candice, then at Mervyn before saying," And the worst is yet to come." She then pulled out another stack of

and began to flip through them, one by one. Tears inexplicably welled up in her eyes, and she struggled to articulate the emotions stirring

pictures of her

when seen collectively, they clearly depicted the

these secretly taken photos. But why had Candice never

stack of photos in her hand and

the guy who openly confessed his feelings for you at the school gate in your senior year?"

A week later, his entire family moved to