Semua Bab Why the Crocodile Tears?: Bab 491 - Bab 500

"What's wrong?" Anathea let Gregory go and looked at his neck. She noticed a wound where a shard of glass from the champagne tower had cut him."It's nothing," Gregory said, covering it with his hand. "It's just a small scratch. Nothing serious."Anathea nodded. "Oh, take care of it yourself, then. I'll leave first."He grabbed her hand again, looking at her with a pleading gaze. "Actually, it still hurts a bit. Really."Anathea said nothing.His expression made her recall that rainy night when Gregory held her waist and begged her not to leave in his hoarse voice, saying she was the only person he had left in this world.For a moment, a ripple passed through Anathea's eyes. She turned her head away, not wanting to look at him.Gregory's eyes darkened. He'd lost his calm today, especially when Anathea agreed to dance with Thomas.He couldn't hold it in any longer as he'd rushed to where Anathea was after putting on his mask. Just as her hand was about to touch another man's, Gr

"Pretty lady, this bouquet is for you! You're as pretty as these roses!" said the little girl in Frevancian.Anathea was a little surprised and thanked the girl, but she didn't accept them. A bouquet of fresh pink roses like this wasn't cheap.But the little girl insisted on giving it to Anathea.So, Anathea asked, "Hey, where did you get your roses?""Over there." The little girl pointed to a nearby tent. "Eden Studio is sharing the roses with us."Hearing the name of her own studio, Anathea paused for a moment and looked over.Sure enough, a banner for Eden Studio was hanging above the tent, and the staff beneath it were handing out wrapped pink roses to the local people.Those who received the roses all gave thumbs-ups to the advertisement board, their faces glowing with smiles.Anathea walked over. A staff member handed her the last bouquet of pink roses and spoke in Frevancian. "Have a great day!"Anathea accepted the roses.The person picked up a walkie-talkie and switc

Emily was stunned. "What?"Samuel arrogantly lifted his chin. "I want her to get on her knees and apologize to me!""Ms. Watson…" Emily looked at Shirley. Wasn't it a bit too much for a child to make such a demand?But upon hearing this, Shirley just let out a chuckle as she patted Samuel on the head, expressing her approval. "That's a good suggestion, Sam. I'm not an unreasonable person. Just have the child kneel and apologize to Sam, and this matter will be settled."Shirley's gaze fell on Chloe's face. Chloe looked so much like the woman Dominic cared about.Last time, when she'd made a move against Hannah at the auto show and was discovered by Dominic, he threw a fit and postponed their already set wedding date. She was left alone to face the pointing fingers of the Watsons' relatives and public criticism, completely humiliating her.Shirley hated Hannah so much she wished she could tear Hannah to pieces! She tried to use all her connections to blacklist Hannah, but Hanna

Shirley let out a disdainful laugh. "Some things are better left unsaid, you know, or else when it comes back to slap you in the face, it'll sting like hell."Anathea ignored her provocation and turned to Chloe, crouching down and speaking gently. "Chloe, can you tell me exactly what happened in detail?"Chloe nodded. "I was doing crafts with my friend. Samuel tried to snatch my work from me, but I wouldn't let him, so he started calling me names. I stood up because I wanted to find the teacher, but he thought I was going to hit him and got scared. He fell and hit his chin on the table.""Is that everything?" Anathea asked.A hint of sadness flickered in Chloe's eyes, but she still nodded. "Yeah.""You're lying! You pushed me! The other kids saw it too! Your hand was out—you were going to push me! They all saw it!" Samuel rebuked angrily.Chloe frowned. "You were falling, and I tried to catch you.""Liar! You're not even a nice person!" Samuel stomped his feet and cried to Shirl

Hannah looked at Anathea's side profile, feeling a surge of emotions at once—surprise, a bit of shock, but more than anything, gratitude and relief.She'd known Anathea for so many years. She'd always known that Anathea had an unyielding spirit beneath her gentle demeanor. It was just that after marriage, Anathea's sharp edges had been worn down quite a bit.But now, that version of Anathea—the one with fire and attitude—was finally back."Anathea!" Shirley roared, clutching her burning cheek. Her eyes were blazing with fury. "I only gave you a little leeway because you're Mr. Sinclair's wife! Don't push your luck!"She was the dignified eldest daughter of the Watson family, treated with reverence her whole life. She had never been slapped."You should say that to yourself. Don't push your luck," Anathea replied without the slightest shift in tone."You!" Furious, Shirley raised her hand, wanting to slap Anathea back.But before she could get anywhere near Anathea, Hannah caught