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Lauren’s P.O.V. (Continued)

“That’s not true, or you don’t want to admit that you are nothing but selfish trash.” Joyce screamed at her in the same way.

“Do you really think that everyone is a fool like Mr. Westfield? You think that you hid very well what you did aboard in the past three years, but for your information, Ms. Ashford, you are butt naked in front of me and Lauren.”

The sheer horror on Celia’s face was so satisfying that I wanted to stand up and jump while clapping in excitement.

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  • Please Love Me, Again!   his familiar embrace

    Lauren’s P.O.V.Thanks to my brother, the whole procedure finished in just half an hour. To my relief, it was only me and Gabriel.Joyce and Celia were stopped outside the VIP room, where an officer was especially assigned to us.“You guys will get your final divorce certificate if you still want the divorce.” The officer told us politely while giving us the receipt.“Thanks.” I thanked him politely and put the receipt in my pouch.“Let me take you out.” Gabriel proposed while standing up.“No need. I know how to drive a wheelchair.” I refused coldly and drove myself out of the room.“We can still be friends, Lauren. Even if you don’t need money or status, having friends is not bad.” Gabriel spoke to me, desperation evident in his voice, but I was now numb to him.For me, he was nothing but a stranger.“An Ex is as good as dead meat. Furthermore, I am not someone who keeps clinging to the past. Let’s part ways on a good note. I will send someone to collect the divorce certificate. So,

  • Please Love Me, Again!   what compensation

    Lauren’s P.O.V. (Continued)“That’s not true, or you don’t want to admit that you are nothing but selfish trash.” Joyce screamed at her in the same way.“Do you really think that everyone is a fool like Mr. Westfield? You think that you hid very well what you did aboard in the past three years, but for your information, Ms. Ashford, you are butt naked in front of me and Lauren.”The sheer horror on Celia’s face was so satisfying that I wanted to stand up and jump while clapping in excitement.Too bad that I was also confined to a wheelchair now.“What are you talking about?” Gabriel asked Joyce angrily.“Ask your beloved pure moonlight or investigate by yourself, Mr. Westfield. Why do I waste my breath on telling you anything about her?” Joyce replied sarcastically, taunt, anger, and hatred dripping from her voice.“Let’s just finish this, Gabriel. I need to go back to the hospital as soon as possible.” I urged him tiredly.He let Celia enter our lives and destroyed our marriage witho

  • Please Love Me, Again!   her fake act

    Lauren’s P.O.V. (continued)My whole demeanor went cold when I saw them standing together in the waiting area.“I was stupid to feel bad for him that day, Lauren. He is nothing but an a**hole…. A jerk, a sc*mbag.”“Joyce.” I stopped her abruptly; the voice came out of my mouth harsher than I had anticipated, but I truly wanted to cut open Gabriel’s skull and see what’s inside there.He brought his moonlight to rub the salt on my wounds.“I am sorry, Lauren. A man like him is destined to live his life in regret.” The pain in my heart was so intense that I heard nothing.What did I do wrong to him that he decided to humiliate me and hurt me like this?I was still looking in their direction with tears in my eyes blurring my vision.A beautiful blonde with pitiful-looking dark blue eyes was sitting in the wheelchair beside him.Her legs were covered with a beautiful blanket, and with her pale complexion, she was a picture-perfect forlorn or mousy, both words fitting to her.Gabriel was in

  • Please Love Me, Again!   have a casual relationship

    Gabriel’s P.O.V. (Continued)“In the past, it was Ms. Shaw who always reviewed the projects before submitting them for bid. He spoke again, but it was as if he had poured a whole bucket of cold water on me. She…… she was supposed to give us the reviewed project two days ago, b…. but she got in that accident.” He replied to me hesitantly, but all the lines on my forehead straightened immediately.It took me a few minutes to process what he just told me.“Yo… you mean to say th… that in the past three years, for all the projects we got, it was Lauren who did the final review?” I still asked him, still unable to believe that Lauren not only took care of me and this home but also my business.“Yes, Mr. Westfield. She took over the position of executive assistant with me the next day you married her. She did everything to… to keep the business going, Mr. Westfield, but never came forward to get the credit.”I felt as if a mountain crumbled on me.For three years….For three fucking years,

  • Please Love Me, Again!   my guilt her pleas

    Gabriel’s P.O.V.I thought that admitting my mistake of misunderstanding Lauren would ease my guilt of asking for a divorce, but it only made me feel worse.I painted her as a gold digger in my heart before asking for a divorce, but what I learned in the past two days made me feel worse than I felt when I woke up after that accident.Lauren Shaw....The woman who took me as a challenge and gave the best of everything.The woman who made my cold mansion a home, and what I did....“How is she?” I looked at Celia, the woman I loved wholeheartedly, and couldn’t let her go even when she left me after that accident.She was sitting in her wheelchair, looking at me worriedly. I smiled tightly while walking towards her.“She is better now. The good thing is that she came out of critical condition.” I replied to her calmly and sat down on the armrest of the couch. Her wheelchair was now beside the single couch.“That’s a good news.” She smiled in relief while I took her hand in mine.For some

  • Please Love Me, Again!   his guilt

    Lauren’s P.O.V. (Continued)“Joyce.” I called her in a soft and hoarse voice, as I was still feeling some pain in my throat, to stop her from lashing out.I looked at Gabriel as if I were looking at a stranger, not someone with whom I spent three years of my life.When he was in the wheelchair, I was glued by his side all the time. I washed him, clothed him, helped him in physiotherapies, and cooked late night snacks when he complained about being hungry, and yet he was still a stranger to me.“I am not here to argue, Lauren. I…. I am just worried for you. How are you feeling now?” he asked me worriedly, ignoring Joyce and her outburst.“Still alive.” I replied sarcastically, and his anger surfaced.He always had these anger issues. I thought that he was like that because of the accident, but later I found out that it was just me who endured his anger all the time.He can be soft-hearted and can speak gently and in a loving tone, but not to me.“I want a civilized conversation with yo

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