Lahat ng Kabanata ng Why the Crocodile Tears?: Kabanata 261 - Kabanata 270

Natalie looked at Eleanor expectantly.But Eleanor only paused briefly and tugged at the corners of her lips. "That's… uncertain."The light in Natalie's eyes gradually dimmed."But if you're willing to fight for it, I can guarantee that you'll get anything you want."Eleanor reached out to help Natalie up, then gently tucked the loose strands of hair from her forehead behind her ears and straightened her collar. Eleanor examined Natalie like a piece of art she'd crafted."I'll help you with everything I've got.""Eleanor…" Natalie was deeply moved. She knew Eleanor had always been good to her, but she also felt confused."I've been wanting to ask you—why are you so good to me?"After all, she was just an orphan.Her father died young, and she was raised in an orphanage. When she was seven, Eleanor, who'd come to the orphanage for charity work, had taken her in. From then on, Eleanor had treated her incredibly well. It was as though Natalie were her biological daughter."Be

As their eyes met, Anathea saw the desire surging in Gregory's eyes. He looked as if he wanted to take her the very next second.She froze for a moment, then looked away. She pressed her lips together, her tone cold. "If you're going to be like this, then stop wiping me down."She moved to get up, but Gregory caught her wrist."Sorry, Annie. I just… miss you too much," he said apologetically. "But I'll control myself. I won't hurt you again. Trust me."Anathea stared at his reflection in the mirror, seeing how he pressed his lips to restrain himself. But she was unmoved.In the past, whenever the urge struck him, he would act on it immediately and throw her onto the bed without a second thought. He'd never cared about how she felt.With so many past instances as warnings, her trust in him was nearly nonexistent. So even this show of self-restraint did nothing to sway her.In fact, wanting something that was right in front of him but being unable to have it was even more tormenti

Everyone looked at the solid gold piece with waves of admiration and envy. They'd seen extravagant things before, but never anything like this."See? Once Mr. Sinclair makes a move, he goes all out," someone commented."Yeah, and the design of that piece is the exact one Nat won the gold prize with at the competition. It's so meaningful. Mr. Sinclair put a lot of thought into this!""Exactly, Mr. Sinclair treats Nat so well! I'm so jealous!""Seriously? Did they get paid to hype Gregory up?" Evangeline muttered under her breath.Anathea shrugged.Gregory was evidently pleased by the compliments, as he smiled faintly. "All of you here are my wife's colleagues, and I appreciate how you've looked out for her. So, I've prepared some gifts for everyone."As soon as he finished speaking, Martin led a few people pushing carts loaded with a wide variety of gift boxes from luxury brands. Each one was worth five figures at minimum.Everyone's eyes lit up."Wow, you really went all out.

Watching Gregory's fake pitiful act, Theo was stupefied, his eyes wide.He quickly turned to Anathea and explained, "It's not what it looks like. Gregory is lying! You have to believe me!""Lying? So, you're saying I injured myself?" Gregory asked faintly, wiping his face and hissing from the pain. Then, he looked at Anathea, complaining, "Annie, it hurts so much…""Gregory! Drop the act already!" Theo hollered furiously.He'd known Gregory for so many years, but never could he have imagined that the bold, decisive CEO of Sinclair Group would turn out to be such a shameless, manipulative bastard.Noticing the fire in Theo's eyes, Gregory immediately shook his head at Anathea. "Annie, I'm not pretending."Theo's fists clenched so tightly they cracked. "Ms. Jacobson, can't you see through this?""Enough. If you two want to fight, take it outside. Our company's too small to host both of you at once. Mr. Harrington, see you another time," Anathea uttered coldly."Wait—" Theo had

Anathea's warm breath fell on Gregory's face, carrying her unique scent. For a moment, Gregory was dazed. His long lashes fluttered slightly as he stared fixedly at Anathea, who was just inches away.As if afraid of hurting him further, Anathea applied the medicine gently, blowing on the wound a few more times.She was behaving exactly like a loving and considerate wife. It was as though the Anathea from the past had returned. Gregory's heart stirred uncontrollably.He lifted a hand and held her wrist.Anathea looked up at him. Her eyes were incredibly alluring, enough to make someone lose themselves.As Gregory was faced with the tender version of Anathea, his Adam's apple bobbed slightly. As expected, he had no intention of holding back—he'd already been holding back for too many days.His other hand cupped her chin as he leaned down.The crisp scent of cedar filled Anathea's nose.Her hand clenched into a fist, bending the swab in half. Her heart was filled with resistance,