บททั้งหมดของ Moving On from a Cheater: บทที่ 471 - บทที่ 480

Stanley kept his cool and did not get into a huge argument with Yvonne.But Yvonne had a difficult temperament. When it was time for her to toast him, she refused to pour the wine."You don't deserve to receive my toast, scum." After saying that, she dragged Henry to another table."Stanley, don't mind her. You know how she is...""I couldn't care less." Stanley was indeed not mad.He wanted to reconcile with Iris, so he naturally wouldn't want to become enemies with Yvonne.After the banquet, Iris pushed Professor Sandler out of the venue. When she saw Mike and Denise leaving together, she quickly retracted her gaze."You said you had something to discuss with me. What is it?" Professor Sandler asked.Iris explained, "My cousin went abroad for a job opportunity but it turned out to be a scam. You know a lot of people. Can you help me find her?"Professor Sandler frowned, "I know quite a few people in the legal field, but this is an international crime; I'm afraid there's not

"Miss Glover...""It's something personal," Iris cut him off.She didn't know what to tell him. She had various concerns.Her feelings for Jason weren't strong enough to make her dive into their relationship recklessly, irrationally, and without regard for everything.She had done so once, and it had ended in failure.As the saying goes, once bitten, twice shy.Perhaps she was afraid.Afraid of being betrayed.Afraid that Jason's family wouldn't accept her or like her."Is no one taking care of you tonight? I'll hire a caregiver for you...""No, it's okay. Mr. Just already arranged for someone to take care of me.""Alright, get some rest then. I'll see you again," Iris stood up."Okay," Samuel said. "See you."Iris walked out of the hospital and stood on the street. It wasn't snowing when she came, but it was starting to snow again.The pedestrians hastened their steps.She recalled that it was also snowing the day she divorced Stanley. On that day, she stood outside t

It took all of Iris' courage to utter the words "I trust you" after getting hurt so badly in the past."I really like the feeling of walking on snow." She linked arms with Jason, "Let's go."She deliberately stepped on the thick snow.Under her feet, it produced a crunch.Jason looked at her smiling face.He held her tighter.Iris had been hurt once. How brave must she be to accept him and tell him that she trusted him?He would not let her get hurt again.Iris reached out her hand and let snowflakes fall on her palm. She could clearly see the snowflakes, but they would soon melt away.They strolled along, letting snow fall on them.The ground was covered with thick snow. They felt like they were in a fairy tale world, quiet and peaceful.They clasped their fingers and kissed under the streetlight.They bought candy canes and ran home in the snow.Back home, they drank steaming hot coffee and snuggled in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, admiring the scenery outside.

Iris continued, "Her name is Rachel Lyles. She's 22 years old and graduated from Southern University. I don't have much information about her. I don't even know which country she's been taken to."She looked up at Jason, "With so little information, it must be really difficult to find her, right?"She actually wasn't that hopeful.Those who were scammed and taken abroad were rarely found and brought back.She sighed, "It's hard to change people's minds."She had advised Rachel not to go, but Rachel still went.It could only be described as foolishness. If one had the ability, they could make money anywhere. Was it really easier to make money abroad?Were there no poor people abroad?She couldn't understand those who believed they would make big money if they just went overseas.Of course, there were always exceptions. There were people who lived well abroad, but most of them were educated professionals, and such people could find good jobs even if they had stayed in the countr

Jason and Iris both caught it. They exchanged glances.Iris' eyes reddened with sympathy. Suddenly losing the ability to walk and having to always rely on a wheelchair in the future would be a huge blow for anyone. For someone as strong-willed as Professor Sandler, the emotional impact must have been immense. It must be really hard on him."What's wrong? Did I make you sad?" Professor Sandler handed her a tissue.Iris sniffed, "No, we..."She held Jason's hand, "Prof, rest assured, we'll be fine.""That's good. I'm not worried about you. Make sure you two and Yvonne live well," Professor Sandler said.He was actually more worried about Yvonne. He felt that Iris was much more mature than Yvonne. Yvonne was too willful, and he was afraid her marriage wouldn't be happy."Prof, Yvonne knows what she's doing. She's very clear on what she wants. You don't have to worry about her," Iris assured him."Okay, okay," Professor Sandler smiled, "Seeing all of you doing well, I can die in