His words were so serious and convincing that even I almost believed him.
He was truly a master of manipulation. It was no wonder the old me could never let him
- go.
But it didn’t matter. I was no longer the same person, and he could no longer manipulate me.
The room fell silent.
The crowd’s emotions were complicated. They had thought they were merely aligning with Irvin’s intentions by putting me down and holding Julianne in high regard.
But now, they found themselves chastised by the very person they sought to please.
It was… a lot to process.
Julianne’s face darkened ominously, so much so that words failed to describe her expression. Yet she gathered herself and smiled warmly at me in the blink of an eye.
“Millie, do you believe me now? There’s nothing between me and Irvin. You just worry too
much.”
Her words painted me as the crazy, paranoid woman again.
But I wasn’t the same anymore. Her provocation wouldn’t rattle me.
I replied with a smile, “Oh, don’t blame me for worrying. Let’s see on our wedding anniversary, you asked my husband to watch the Northern Lights with you. On my birthday, you invited him on an overseas trip. On Valentine’s Day, you had him send you roses and a diamond ring.
“You even sent me photos of all your joyful moments together. Tell me, who wouldn’t misunderstand? If you don’t believe me, why not ask the other ladies here? W not misinterpret this behavior?
Jany of them
“Misunderstanding? Really? Your actions say otherwise. You cross boundaries without at second thought and still have the audacity to blame me for misunderstanding you. Honestly, you win at this point.”
In the past, when I loved Irvin, these things were an unbearable torment for me. I couldn’t bear to think about them, let alone bring them up.
But now, I didn’t care anymore. I couldn’t use these incidents against them.
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