Reginald put his hand into his pants pocket and took out his phone, glancing at the screen. His expression changed ever so slightly.Arabella looked over curiously, catching a glimpse of the name "Chloe" out of the corner of her eye.Her heart sank. "Aren't you going to take that call?" she said.Reginald gave her a look. "Aren't you upset?"Arabella thought, if I get upset, he won't answer it.The phone kept ringing. "Go on then, don't keep her waiting," she prompted indifferently.Reginald gazed at her intently for a moment before accepting the call. "Chloe? What is it?"In the phone, Arabella could hear Chloe's feeble, pitiful voice. "Reginald, where have you been? You didn't come visit me at all yesterday. Will you come today? If you don't, I can hardly eat a thing, I'm so distraught..."A wave of disgust rose up within Arabella, revolting.Rising on her tiptoes, she leaned toward the phone, mimicking Chloe's tone. "Darling, I've already taken all my clothes off. What's taking you
Raynald watched Arabella standing there until his car disappeared from view.She had an indescribable feeling, a bit of emptiness, as if she had lost something precious.The wind rustled the leaves, causing them to twirl at her feet.After a while, Arabella turned and headed back into her grandfather's home.She took the keys, entered a room—it was her grandfather's restoration workshop, where she had spent most of her childhood.The room hadn't changed at all. Two waist-high red wooden tables stood in the center, covered with tools of the restoration trade—milling pens, carving tools, woolen cloths, and more.The tables were covered in dust, as no one had cleaned in several days. As Arabella thought of her grandfather, who had passed away due to illness, a wave of sadness washed over her."So, this is where you honed your skills?" Cosmo's voice came from behind her.Arabella nodded. "Yes."Cosmo approached, running his hand over the table. "Impressive indeed. When I was a child, my g
Chloe choked back sobs. "Three years ago when Reginald was injured, I wanted to stay by his side and take care of him, but my mum sent people to forcibly take me abroad and had bodyguards watch me 24 hours a day. I missed Reggie so much, I felt extremely depressed.""I loved him very much, but we were cruelly separated." When I heard he got married, I cried for three whole days, utterly devastated."She stood there with tears brimming her eyes, head bowed, looking exactly like a wounded puppy. Anyone would have felt sorry for her.The old lady's expression softened a little. "When the doctor pronounced three years ago that Reginald would never walk again, I understand why you left. After all, that change was too huge for most people to accept." Whether you left voluntarily or were forced to, you had already broken up, and Reggie is married to someone else now. If you try to ruin their marriage, that would be your fault, you know?"Chloe wiped her eyes. "I didn't ruin Reginald marriage
Ten minutes later, Reginald returned.He sat down next to Arabella and reached out to stroke her head, saying gently, "Chloe has an illness that makes it hard for her to handle stress. Don't take it to heart."He wanted her to endure it.Arabella pressed her lips together slightly but did not speak.She was actually quite stoic by nature and had already endured Chloe's behavior several times. And now, even the slightest retaliation caused Reginald to see her as petty.The word "endure," when split open, was like a dagger stabbed into one's heart. Only those who endured knew what that felt like.During those two years when Reginald had been in poor health, irritable, and throwing things around, she endured it all - initially out of gratitude, and later because she had fallen in love with him.But what was Chloe to her that she had to endure anything from her?The more Arabella thought about it, the angrier she got, her lips pressed tightly together, her face as dark as murky water.Sen
Alabella quickly turned her head to avoid him, staring with wide eyes, looking at him warily. “What are you trying to do?”“What do you think?” Reginald pinched her little chin lightly, speaking nonchalantly.Alabella put her fingers under his chin to stop him from getting close to her mouth, and said very seriously: “You said you were going to get a divorce.”“Just now at the hospital, you also said you didn’t want it anymore.”His dark eyes looked at her intently. “I’m taking this matter very seriously.”Alabella lowered her lashes. “I don’t want to do this with you now.”Reginald raised an eyebrow slightly. “Who was the one seducing me just now?”“I wasn't. I, I...” Alabella suddenly didn't know how to express herself correctly.In her panic, her face turned red again.It wasn’t just her face, her neck and wrists were also covered in a light red glow, like little wild roses blooming in the snow.A beautiful and charming combination, innocent yet alluring, irresistibly tempting.Reg
She was extremely angry, feeling like her chest was a prickly cactus, stinging painfully.She listened angrily for a while, angrily hung up the phone, and threw it onto the sofa. “Mom, I want to kill Alabella,” she said angrily to Olivia.Olivia stared at Chloe’s arm still in a plaster cast, then rubbed her own nose, equally angry. “I also want to kill her.”“Any news from that person?”“I found out she was sold to a poor valley. A dreadful place, evil people, ferocious customs. No signal, not even electricity...”As Olivia described the miserable fate of this person, a sinister light flashed in Chloe's eyes. “I also want to sell Alabella there. Can you contact that human trafficker again?”Olivia was suddenly emotionally agitated. “No, we absolutely cannot act rashly!”Chloe gritted her teeth. “But seeing her intimate with Reginald really irritates me!”"That Arabella, she injures her hand, and two days later, you end up with a compound fracture. The man who ruined your hand blatantl
Chloe stared at the nondescript bag hanging on Arabella's shoulder with a hint of contempt in her eyes. "Chloe, you come from some small village, you may not understand luxury. To shop here, you must be prepared to spend at least £10,0000 before they'll let you buy anything. Do you have that kind of money?""Of course," Arabella answered coldly.She herself did not care much about luxury items. On her way out she had grabbed the first bag she saw, barely remembering what brand it was, only that it was convenient for carrying things."Oh?" Chloe asked with a frigid laugh. "It seems Miss Arabella has no hesitation spending Mr. Reginald's money. You are too generous."Arabella smiled. "He's my husband. I can spend however I want without needing permission from outsiders like you."Chloe scoffed. "Reginald and I grew up together for over ten years. We have a history you know nothing about. He even bought me my first Hermes bag! Compared to me, you're the outsider."Arabella did not bother
The experienced female clerk clearly sensed something amiss, giving Chloe a strange look.Once outside, Mrs. Thompson suddenly asked, "Ex-girlfriends can be quite vexing creatures, can't they?"Arabella gave a faint smile. "Indeed very annoying.""Don't worry too much about whether Reginald can forget her or not. What's most important now is that he loves you."Arabella remained silent. Unfortunately, the one Reginald loved was not her, but Chloe.If he did not divorce her still, it was because of his grandmother's firm opposition.He was good to her probably because of everything she had done for him during his lowest and most desperate times. He was a very respectable man.Mrs. Thompson glanced at her watch and suggested, "It's still early, shall we go for coffee together?""Certainly."Arabella got into Mrs. Thompson's car as they headed to a cafe she frequented.After sitting down and ordering coffee, Mrs. Thompson lightly placed her chin in her left hand, scrutinizing Arabella. "