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wedout/ dort hunk she would hold a grudge about the wedding and do this to me
Her voice, though feeble, carried every word like a heavy blow to Daphne’s heart.
Daphne’s face froze, swww.wed by Charlotte’s accusation.
She hadn’t expected Cherlove to suddenly turn the blame on her,
“Do you think I tried to her?”
Before she could finish, Matthew’s cold gaze pierced through her. “Why would you do that?”
His eyes were sharp, filled with both anger and disappointment
At that moment, Daphne fek like her own response was a joke. She didn’t want to say anything else and headed back to her room.
As she left, Charlotte’s gaze followed her retreating figure, a glint of malice flashing in her
eyes,
Inside her room,
Daphne lay on the armchair, her mind replaying the image of Matthew’s cold expression over and over, She closed her eyes, telling herself to endure it a little longer–just a few more days, and it would all be over.
But when someone suppresses their emotions for too long, they inevitably need to release
them.
Daphne opened her eyes, got up, and left her room, heading towards Charlotte’s.
Just as she reached the door, the overheard the woman’s soft, delicate voice from inside.
“Matthew, will you promise to stay with me forever, never leaving me?”
Her voice was so faint, yet it caused Matthew to tremble.
Chapter 4
Daphne held onto the wall just in time to stop herself from collapsing.
Clutching her aching chest, she heard Matthew’s gentle, coaxing voice from the room.
“What a silly thing to say. I’ve already chosen a beautiful cemetery, and in our next life, I’ll be with you again.”
