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Chapter 223

Toby’s lips twitched a little. He intended to say that he had fallen for Tina because of the lovely traits that he had seen through her letters to him. However, he couldn’t seem to bring himself to utter the words even though they were at the tip of his tongue. Does Tina really have good traits? Her alter ego doesn’t have it, obviously.

But it seems like I can’t find any good traits even in her original person. All I can think of are the negative things like her pettiness and stinginess. The Tina I know today is nothing like the lively, kind, and perfect Tina I met through the letters.

I sometimes feel like I can no longer love her. However, I swore even before I met Tina in person that I would make sure she would be happy for the rest of her life. So, I will not give up on her even if I feel like I can’t love her anymore. Unless… Tina wasn’t the one who wrote to me at all. Could that be possible?

A self-deprecating look flashed across Toby’s eyes for a brief moment, and he took a glass of red wine from the waiter’s tray before he replied to Brenda, “I love her because I love her. There’s no need for a reason.”

 

“I apologize for being so blunt, but an outstanding man like you shouldn’t fall for someone like Miss Gray. Furthermore, I’m sure you’re able to see what sort of person she is, President Fuller.” Brenda moved her wine glass in circles as she smiled at Toby.

“I do. But I’ve made a promise to

on your promises, President Fuller. However, I still hope that you can leave Miss Gray as she’s not a good fit for you. She doesn’t match up to your standards, and she’s nothing in comparison to your ex-wife. More importantly, she might end up causing even bigger troubles someday. I think you should really consider my words, President Fuller.” Brenda left after finishing

had stepped forth to help her. That was why Brenda wanted to

as he watched Brenda walking off. He looked as if he was contemplating something. A while later, he finished his red wine and pulled his phone

phone rang. She pulled it out and took a glance before frowning. Carl, who was driving, noticed

 

“Toby,” she replied.

seat, turned around abruptly.

of it even if he isn’t! Let me reply to this for you, darling.” Charles began to type as he spoke. “If you truly feel like you’ve wronged me, then why don’t you send Tina to jail? That would prove the sincerity of your apologies. Right now, you’re saying sorry without doing anything. I don’t need an insincere apology like this. You should keep your useless apologies to yourself! Send!” Charles mumbled the text out as he

not too bad, right?” Charles returned the phone

encouraging tone. Charles looked positively happy when he heard that. Carl rolled his eyes at

you focus on driving now. Stop looking at other places!

let out a timid “Okay”. Charles shot him a boastful grin, but Carl

replied to his message. Ever since they had a divorce, Sonia was cold and distant toward him, so she’d only reply with a short text if he sent her anything. She would never bother typing such a long paragraph. So, was it Carl or Charles who had sent me this message? Where are they? How did one of these two guys use Sonia’s phone to reply to me? Are they in own their houses, or are they in Sonia’s house? Regardless of what the answers to his questions were, Toby felt an uneasy feeling in his chest. He was so frustrated that he

the anger within him,

moment she received his text. I can’t believe he could tell that I wasn’t the one who sent that text. Well, so what if he could tell? Do I need

that Sonia had no plans of replying to him. What is she doing now? Why isn’t she replying? Is she busy with Charles or

of a sudden, the neck of the wine glass shattered, and the glass shards sliced his palm open. A mixture

it up immediately. “Are you okay, President Fuller? I’ll

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