rian

I got married, Stella Sha

mouth moving close to her ear. Sophia's expression went from annoyance to sneering disdain. Finally, she pu

from gossip-he'd called me too stiff, said I must

she'd shot back, her voi

nswering directly. Instead, he'd left a bet: "Shea, I bet you t

usly. Sophia walked up to me, the disdain for Stella Shaw still in her eyes. She l

at Stella Shaw's line-"I'm still single, so

eeling an apple for Joanne

r heard before: "I'll divorce you in a month. But I don't want l

h the line, his pride obvious even ov

broke. Joanne Morgan leaned over, pressing her

one screen was still lit, Sophia Reed's name glow

e anniversary of Sop

g through sofas on her phone, leaned over, her voice soft: "Brian Locke, which sofa

me frown. When I answered, her voice was like ice: "Your parents are at my

Morgan's hand and said without thinking:

you gave me? Sit and try one-help me decide." Joanne Morgan's vo

straw, took the milk tea away: "You s

, the line went dea

gan tugged at my sleeve timidly: "Did I say

d the phone in my pocket, but an

oor of our house and found Sophia swinging

icking stray hairs to her forehead. Margaret Locke screame

er and grabbed her wrist. She was surprisingly

es like a spiderweb: "Finally got free, huh? S

out me noticing, peeked in from the door. When she saw Sophia, she hurried to apologiz

as she stepped back-then suddenly yelped and fell to the floor, clutc

hed over and lifted her into my arms. As

a feather. But she swaye

ung her head, her dark hair hiding her face, only her shoulder

ing. Stella Shaw's words popped into my hea

Trying to play the victim?" I couldn'

nickered: "Yeah,

t me-instead, she turned to Margaret, tugging at her mouth in what looked like a smile, or maybe a cry: "I put u

ving like a marionette. Margaret kept rambling: "M

edge: "A family that leeches off the Jade family's money and shows no

ound Joanne Morgan. S

out of the house we'd shared for five years. Sunlight poured in through the do

er wedding dress five years ago. Back then, the l

just a photo: Sophia sitting in the passenger seat, Stella Shaw lea

d: I told you. F

enly, Joanne Morgan in my ar