Lahat ng Kabanata ng Three Years of Lies: The Fake Wife’s Mega Comeback : Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

Kieran’s eyes briefly flashed with alarm, but he soon pushed himself to relax. "Let me explain, honey. It's not what you think.” "Enough, and stop with the honey" Haley said, refusing to hear any more made-up justifications. “Step out of the vehicle. I wish not to see you ever again.” "Darling!" A little irritated, Kieran reached for the steering wheel. "Please hear me out. I'm just friends with Lydia. Right now, all I want is to be with you." The automobile spun instantly as Haley abruptly turned the steering wheel, causing the tires to squeal as they brushed against the ground. She fixed her intense gaze on Kieran. "Kieran Colin, some topics are pointless to discuss. Everyone will feel ashamed after the paper is ripped. In this relationship, I've already given you enough face. Please exit the vehicle now.” Even though her voice was quiet, it had a thousand-pound impact and struck Kieran square in the heart. For the first time, he experienced panic as he looked into her strange

"I saw her too." Edward responded. “Things that are imposed upon you seldom work out. We also don't need to care about her because she despise us. I have a ton of other applicants."“It's not like I have to get married, Grandpa. At worst, I couldn't get married at all.""That won't work! I have yet to hold a great-grandchild.Rhett shuddered a little at their discourse. He leaned back in his chair, lit another cigarette, took a shallow pull with narrowed eyes, and blew a faint ring of blue smoke out the window as he watched the two automobiles drive off one after the other.He pulled out his phone and texted Haley using the puppy-themed WhatsApp account: [Have you thought about the cooperation?]He was blocked as a result, and he saw a large red exclamation point as soon as the message was sent.He created a fresh message and sent it after switching to a different account: [How was your mood today? Are you able to get together?]Haley didn't see the message until she got home. She was

Rhett caught her change with great interest. He turned and looked back, following her line of sight. His eyes clouded the moment he saw the familiar figure by the counter. His voice was very low, and his forehead was somewhat wrinkled. "Your former partner? Why is he here?” Haley’s fingers curled involuntarily as her throat constricted. "He knows I came back here and followed me here." "Do you want to see him?" Rhett’s eyes landed on her slightly quivering lashes. Haley shook her head right away. "No." Rhett got to his feet as soon as she finished speaking. "Stay put. I'll take care of it." He moved directly in the direction of the counter without even thinking twice. "Hey..." Haley rushed out to stop him out of reflex, but it was too late. Kieran had just asked the bartender to mix him a whiskey at the counter. Unconsciously, his fingertips caressed the chilly glass as he sat on the tall seat. His brow was furrowed and his mind was racing with worry as he stared at

The sound woke Rhett. He gently opened his eyes, conveying the languor of just waking up, and sat up. As he moved, the blanket slipped off, displaying his powerful, well-defined upper torso. The clean lines of his muscles, together with the visible abs and pectorals, radiated a particularly manly hormonal tension. Haley felt a rush of heat straight to the top of her head. Her cheeks quickly burned hot. She averted her eyes and automatically pulled the blanket covering herself higher. "Good morning. How did we... end up sleeping in the same room?" Rhett unhurriedly brought the blanket up to cover his own upper body. "Does your head still hurt? You threw up yesterday night. I was concerned taking you home would garner you a scolding from your grandfather, so I brought you here to relax." He stopped, then added, "The hotel was fully booked last night. Only this twin room was remaining. I wasn't comfortable leaving you alone, so I stayed with you." His tone was genuine and friendly

"Sounds good," Haley remarked. Before long, the driver arrived at the restaurant's subterranean garage. Rhett’s phone rang as Haley went for the door handle. "Stay put. I must take this," he murmured. With his phone in hand, he got out of the car and moved forward a short distance. His tall physique, with its wide shoulders, slender waist, and perfectly tucked white shirt sleeves, stood out in the faint light. There was a gentle intensity about him that was quite captivating, and he appeared both calm and concentrated. Until he ended the call and turned around, Haley found herself staring at him, lost in contemplation. Rhett went back to the car and politely opened her door. "There's a cold front," he said, abruptly encircling her in his coat as soon as she emerged. He whispered softly in her ear, "Stay close so you don't catch a chill." Haley tensed up at the abrupt intimacy. Rhett’s attitude stayed very natural, as though protecting her from the wind was his only concern,