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

hands on his hips, Mervyn answered through gritted teeth, "He secretly funded the 'free' scholarship

not even together. What's there to separate

why I find him

Mervyn before saying," And the worst is yet to come." She then pulled out another stack of photos and handed them to Candice. "He's somewhat disturbed," Fenna remarked sincerely. "Candice, you

through them, one by one. Tears inexplicably welled up in her eyes, and she struggled to articulate

camera, including pictures of her sleeping. Not all the photos were artistic or beautiful. Many were inappropriately focused on her legs and chest, particularly

collectively, they clearly depicted the

by these secretly taken photos. But why

photos in her hand and asked, "Aren't you terrified by such

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

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