Summer's words hit me straight in the heart. I had never thought of these problems in the past.That was because I had never understood these problems before.If it was just like Summer said, then why should I return to Wu City?But my heart told me I had to return to Wu City.I closed my eyes and pretended to be at ease as I said, "I have my considerations."I thought about it for a moment and asked curiously, "Why are you speaking up for Dixon?"Summer was being too nice to him even if she were trying to repay his misdeeds with kindness.Summer answered a little awkwardly, "I am worried about you."She must have been afraid that I would ask her other questions so she hung up in a hurry.I kept thinking about what Summer said after hanging up the phone. There were some issues that I could not avoid. Until now, I still had not found the right answer and there was no one who could solve these problems for me.The car stopped outside the Shaw villa an hour later. I took my lugg
"I don't know where Lance is because he has never kept in contact with me." Director Gregg sounded dejected. Then, he suddenly asked curiously, "Why are you asking me about Lance?"I suddenly remembered what Dixon had told me in the little town in Nanjing. Lance was a cold person who had always looked down on the Greggs. He had eventually lost contact with Director Gregg.I felt a little down when I heard that because Henry had only found out that Lance was still in Wu City. However, he had not managed to find out where exactly.I felt helpless. Director Gregg called my name and asked me perplexedly, "You're looking for Lance because..."I interrupted him with an excuse, saying, "My mother loved the piano when she was alive. I once attended Lance's concert and it was very impactful. I want to invite him to my mother's ninth death anniversary."That was a lame excuse, but Director Gregg did not press me any further since he knew that I was not willing to tell him why I was looking
I had always loved makeup. Firstly, I was used to living exquisitely. Secondly, I wanted to hide the faint but indelible scars on my face.I put on dark red lipstick on my lips and curled my waist-long hair. Then, I put on a luxurious dress and heels before going downstairs to open the door and face him.Even though Dixon and Lance looked exactly the same, Lance would never have stood downstairs. That was why I had called Dixon's name just now when I had gotten out of the car.Dixon's eyes were cold and his features were extraordinarily sharp. He looked at me with confusion and wariness.I pursed my lips and asked him, "What are you doing here?"He did not speak. I continued, "This is my home."He asked, over and over again, "Your home?"His eyes were lost and confused.I answered with certainty, "Yes, this is my home."He suddenly asked, "Who are you?"There was a gentle breeze that blew at my hair. I reached out to smooth my hair and smiled at him. I asked, "Why are you sta
Dixon asked why we had gotten a divorce.And not how we could have gotten divorced.They meant different things. The first statement meant that he could not bear for us to get a divorce. The second indicated that he wanted to know the reason for our divorce.Was it a misconception on my part?!I felt that Dixon had not lost his memories.If he had really lost his memories, he wouldn't have asked me that question like that.Furthermore, his question was a little ridiculous. After all, he was the one who had always wanted me to leave. He was the one who had wanted a divorce.Back then, I had used the divorce as well as the power of the Shaw family to tempt him into dating me. However, he had been unmoved then and had been so disgusted by me.I used my hand to pry his fingers off my wrist. Then, I smiled and asked, "You want to know the reason for our divorce? Then let's make an exchange. I will answer one of your questions if you answer one of mine. How about that?"My smile nev
"Oh, then I'm alright."Someone had already come to bail her out and my trip had been in vain. I sighed with resignation and was about to leave when a girl rushed out.Her face was exquisitely structured, complemented by fair skin and a slim waist.She scanned the surroundings to find that I was the only one in the vicinity and thus she darted over and tugged at my hand. "Are you Caroline Shaw?"I nodded and asked with puzzlement in my voice, "Who are you?""I'm Loraine Green, Summer's junior. I committed some crime and got detained so I begged her to bail me out. However, she said she was in town and requested a friend to help me instead. I hadn't been expecting my brother to come here ahead of you."She was a very cheerful and lively young girl.Socializing was not my strong point, so I dipped my head passively and asked softly, "Where's your brother? Do you need me to take you two home?"Thereafter, a man walked out of the corridor almost immediately.The khaki overcoat dra
The drizzle pitter-pattered against the ground as his scarf shielded me from the harshness of the rain. His tenderness melted my heart and yet simultaneously anguished me deeply.I was tempted to discover a reason for why he had had to lie to me that day...I had only uttered 'Gregg' before Dixon cut me off out of nowhere. I turned around, dumbfounded, and saw him standing in the rain with his clothes soaked.My mouth hung open in shock before Lance explained in a timely manner, "Loraine committed a crime and Miss Shaw was the one who sent us back."Aside from calling me 'Little Lady', this was the first time he had addressed me otherwise, and it was a formal 'Miss Shaw'.I could not help but be stunned, and that was when a grave realization struck me. In his heart, I was marked as his brother's former wife."His younger brother's former wife..." Dixon's lawfully wedded woman.It finally occurred to me why he had not admitted that he was Lance Gregg that night. Perhaps he had
Summer was dismayed and started apologizing profusely."It's alright," I reassured with a soothing tone and a smile.I had been trying to meet him anyway.This meeting might have been shortlived, but at least I had found out where he lived. More in-depth bonding would be the plan for next time.Deep down, I registered that there did not exist a need for future conversations.However, it was harrowing to give up on that deep-set yearning that had been years in the making.With regards to the question Summer had directed at me...Who was I truly in love with, Dixon Gregg or Lance Gregg?My love had been forcibly severed into two halves.Even I was befuddled by my feelings.After hanging up on Summer, Dixon's eyes fixated on the apricot-colored scarf and he rasped in a deep and low tone, "Did we get a divorce because of him? Do you love him that much?"At that time, I hadn't heard the underlying nervousness in his tone, so I patiently explained to him. "It was you who wanted a
Gwen Worth's look of despair evoked memories of the past when I had been so spitefully jealous of her.The reason being that Dixon had showered her with all of his attention and warmth.At that time, I had been completely ignorant of the fact that the guy I had had a wholehearted crush on nine years prior and the man I had married later on were two different people. I had naively showered him with my love and surmised that mutual respect would be a given even if love did not exist in our marriage.Additionally, I had presumed that he would take care of me, like an actual husband, at the very least.Remembering those years of unrequited love, the irony of the situation stung, but I squatted down and asked, "What do you want to talk about?"I was stood atop the steps, so squatting brought me down to Gwen's eye level. She hastily took a step back in response.With a perplexed sneer, I inquired, "Are you afraid of me?"She closed her eyes and replied, "You're too dazzling.""Hmm? I