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I said "Yeah, am sorry about. You called for this interview cause you wanted to say something to the whole world, what might that be?" "We don't really have much time to spend here cause we have another schedule so I'll just go straight to the point, Lucy and I aren't dating, everything was a lie, the pregnancy was a lie and the proposal was fake too, there were certain circumstances that made us announce all those things back then and we can't just continue lying to all of you so we decided to let you know now, we are really sorry for lying to you all, we deeply regret it and I hope you all will be able to forgive me" I said with a gloomy face **********

weary. “We need to talk,” he said, stepping inside without waiting for an invitation. “Do we?” I said, crossing my arms as I shut the door. “Or are you just here to feed me more half-truths?” His jaw tightened. “I know you’re upset—” “Upset doesn’t even begin to cover it,” I snapped, cutting him off. “You’ve been lying to me, Stefan. Adrian was the first person to actually admit it out loud. Do you know how humiliating that is?”

I leaned back in my seat and added, "I'm giving you a chance now. Say the magic words. Break up with me. Don't worry. If anyone asks, I'll tell them that you were the one who dumped me so that won't hurt your ego anymore, right? Now, come on, say it. Say we're done so I can finally go home and sleep."

"When I handed Jil over to you, you promised to love and protect her. Have you forgotten? Only a few years in, and this is what we get! We may be old, but we're not dead!" Harvey dared not cry out in pain and only grunted softly every time the spatula struck. He wanted to explain himself, only to open his mouth and close it again. "Just go. We don't want you getting hurt and blaming it on us later." Holding the spatula, Dad was about to close the door when Harvey, who had stayed silent the whole time, lunged forward and jammed his hand in the frame. "Please, let me talk to Jilian. I have something to tell her. I know that I've messed up, and I'm here to make things right. Please let me talk

They almost ruined a woman’s entire life. [I’m just saying, this is livestream moral coercion. Giving up a seat is kindness; refusing is one’s right.] [Exactly. Influencers these days just get carried away because they have a few loyal fans.] In my previous life, I had two surgery reports in total, but Felix had deliberately hidden the report diagnosing me with uterine fibroids. In this second life, the first thing I did was protect this report with all my strength. Bella panicked and looked at me, trying to argue her case, “You must have fabricated the report because you’re afraid others will find out.”

Then I slowed it to half speed, staring at the screen without blinking. And in that fleeting moment, I finally saw it. I finally realized what had felt wrong from the beginning. Marc had lied to me.

When I finally picked up, the first thing she said was, “Honey, I’m feeling really unwell today. Can you wire me two thousand dollars? I need to get more asthma medication.” Hearing her voice, a scoff surfaced in my heart. She had no idea I had uncovered her lies. She still thought I was the same gullible fool she could push around. If I sent her the money now, she would definitely use it to refill Derek’s medication. With that thought, I replied coldly, “I’m in the hospital. I don’t have money to send you.”

No wonder Bob had been so eager to stand up for Kyle. As I kept watching, my expression suddenly changed. There was a twitch under Kyle's eyelids! That shrewd man was just pretending to faint! When he saw that everyone was about to leave and he had nothing to offer that could make them stay, he pretended to faint instead, targeting my reputation. In that case, he had truly underestimated me. I walked toward the two of them, speaking calmly, "What you just said about him giving me a job isn't quite accurate. Back then, he was the one who begged me to join his team. He came to invite me repeatedly with sincerity, so I reluctantly agreed."

I said. It was a lie. Noah was quiet for a long time. Then he said, “Uncle Lucas… I’m sorry.” “What are you sorry for?” “I helped Mom trick you. And I broke your vinyl records.” I crouched down until we were eye level. “Noah, that wasn’t your fault. You were only doing what your mom told you.” He started crying. Hard. His whole face crumpled. I pulled him into my arms and rubbed his back.

I know he was only saying all that to make me blush and get angry at the same time. Me> Stop it already. Fabby> (*laughing sticker) Tell me you don't like it. Me> I don't. I lied. Fabby> (*surprised sticker) Why? Me> Because you told me to tell you so. I know, my reply would make him laugh And he might reread our conversation again. Fabby> But you are blushing. Me> Who says so? Stop dreaming, I ain't. Fabby> see, you can't lie I can feelit.