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er to have an accident. I was so shocked

Timothy asked with concern as he slowed down and gaz

y husband's face online," I said nervously. Mr. Timothy smiled underst

n at the face of the man who was about

y. We crossed paths once, and I mistakenly stepped

e and never failed to notice all the hands

he wasn't from a poor family. Her parents were billionaires, but since we gradu

arch for her online and get her new contact, but she hasn't reache

apologized to Darlington, not knowing his name, I simply said, "I'm sorry

learned that he might have been a final-year student when I me

that had matured, I realized he

e. I had gone out several times with Esther in hopes of running into Darling

my heart raced when he held me close to prev

e tightly before I could hit the ground. Lost in adm

rool over a man and that I should maintain a c

clothes I saw him wearing. Even when he walked away without responding, I saw other young l

myself, "So this ma

osed his profile picture to look at some of his timeline photos, b

at Darlington was single a

f Darlington Briggs with a slim,

nd how he went down on one knee a

ow lovely they looked together and how Darlington captioned th

ned. I felt the urge to scream and ask the driver t

h kids and future grandchildren. I also remembered askin

ho grew up in the city, whose father, as my mother described, was a billionaire, which is why she to

ing the photos of Darlington and his girlfriend, as

followers-at least a million. She was a celebrity in

but I still wanted to obey my parents, even if it was the last thing they wanted me to do before I finally became an independent woman. I wanted to get to the Briggs Family

father's friend, with the disguise that I was his son's w

tty and sophisticated like her, and I feared being cast aside and labeled a homewrecker for entering an

it continued driving for hours to the