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!"

been

secretly funded the 'free' scholarship I received to study

puzzled. "But we're not even together. What's there to

why I find

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 must consider carefully and not rush into

welled up in her eyes, and she struggled to articulate

child. Every aspect of her life was captured on camera, including pictures of her sleeping. Not

vibe. However, when seen collectively, they

these secretly taken photos. But why had

hand

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

up in the hospital the next day. A week later, his entire family moved to another city," Fenna