Exposing the Charade of Deep Affection - Season 2 Episode 55

Roy spoke in a straightforward manner, “Madam seems to have stayed in Fallwall for quite a long time. I learned from Owen that Madam seemed to have caught the eye of Ezra, who kept her by his side for a while. As for how she escaped, I couldn’t find out. Fallwall is airtight, and besides, this happened five years ago, there’s no way to

investigate.”

I withdrew my hand, turned around and left the place, a question nagging at me: why had Walter suddenly decided to look into something that happened five years ago?

Not only did they investigate me, but they also investigated Ashley.

Could it be that he had noticed something due to Owen’s appearance? So he wanted to confirm his own thoughts, or…

Taking a slight breath, I retracted my thoughts. The events of five years ago had already passed. No matter what Walter found out now, it seemed unimportant. Even if he knew that I was the one who saved him back then, his feelings for Ashley over the years were not fake. On the day when he really had to make a choice, would he easily disregard Ashley?

“Tabatha.” A voice suddenly sounded in front of me. I was taken aback for a moment, then regained my senses and looked up. It was Ashley.

Her belly was already noticeably protruding. Counting the days, she would give birth in a few months. She wore a loose trench coat, which covered most of her bulging belly. Because she had taken good care of herself, her skin and figure were still good. At first glance, she was still very beautiful.

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Looking at her, my gaze was calm, I spoke lightly, “Is there something”?”

She looked at me, her eyes filled with undisguised hostility, “Did you have someone write all that nonsense on the internet?”

I pursed my lips, didn’t deny, and raised an eyebrow, saying, “A mess? Isn’t what’s written in those articles the truth?”

The article that Rachel wrote, although sharp, was all factual. How did it become a mess when it came out of her mouth?

Her face was ashen, her hands clenched tightly at her sides, her lips pursed. After a long while, she suddenly laughed, looking at me provocatively, “So what? Do you think Walter will believe what you’ve written? In his eyes, it’s nothing more than your means of slandering me. Do you think he will despise me for what you’ve done? Tabatha, don’t waste your energy. The bond between Walter and me, you will never understand in your lifetime. I advise you, since you’ve already decided to divorce him, take what belongs to you and distance yourself from him as soon as possible. Don’t appear in front of him again, don’t delude yourself into thinking you have anything left with him.”

Watching her aggressive demeanor, I couldn’t help but squint my eyes, leaning against the wall sideways, lazily looking at her and said, “So what?”

She furrowed her brows, seemingly confused, “So what?”

I really didn’t feel like talking to her, but she took the initiative to approach me. I’ve been bottling up a lot of emotions these days, and I need to vent them on someone. There’s no other way, she came, so there’s a clear target for my grievances.

Looking at her, I smirked coldly, “So, what does it have to do with you whether I divorce Walter or not? Do you really think that if I divorce

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him, he will marry you? Ashley, don’t you think that no man would be foolish enough to abandon his legally wedded wife and marry a woman who is carrying someone else’s child?”

“You…” Stung by my words, Ashley widened her eyes and glared at

I didn’t give him a chance to speak, I drawled, “I did forget, in your view, Walter is indeed quite st* pid, otherwise how could he have been deceived by you for five years, but…”

After speaking, I moved closer to her, lowering my voice, “Ashley, soon all your pretenses will be torn apart, because the person who saved Walter years ago was me, not you.”

Ashley jolted, suddenly staring at me with wide eyes, her voice full of disbelief and suspicion, “Tabatha, you’re talking nonsense, how could you possibly…”

Before she could finish her sentence, I abruptly stepped back,

stumbling and falling down in pain. I screamed, my face contorted in agony as I looked at Ashley, who was still in shock. “Ashley,” I said, “Even if you kill me, Walter won’t be foolish enough to actually marry you.”