Bride To Be Not Me (Janice and Simon) novel Chapter 4

There was the sound of people moving things outside the room. As soon as Janice opened the door, she saw someone moving Amelia's things to her bedroom.

It was Janice's bedroom, and it would be her and Simon's bedroom after they got married. Although Simon didn't stay in the same house as her, he would come over sometimes to have dinner with her.

"Janice, the lighting is better in this room. Being under the sun more will help with my condition. I've heard from Simon that you've always been considerate and thoughtful. I think you won't be mad at me because of this, right?"

Amelia came over and held Janice's hand. One would've thought they were best friends. "I'll only stay here temporarily. Just take this as fulfilling the wish of a dying person, okay? I'm sorry for making you unhappy today."

"Amy, Janice isn't that kind of person. You don't have to feel so guilty," Simon said.

Janice withdrew her hand gently. She remained silent as she watched them enter her bedroom excitedly.

"Simon Fitzgerald." It was the first time she called him by his full name.

Simon, who had his back facing Janice, turned around.

Janice looked up. She no longer hung her head low obediently like she used to.

She asked sincerely, "Whose boyfriend are you?"

Simon moved the cigarette further from her. "What do you mean?"

"I gave away my wedding, wedding gown, and even my bedroom to her now. Are you going to do nothing?" Janice leaned against the door of the study. "Am I supposed to give you away next?"

Simon held her frail shoulders. "What are you saying? We've been together for seven years. Do you think I'm that kind of person?"

"It isn't about what I think." Janice took a step back, distancing herself from him. "It's about what I see."

Simon sensed that she was resisting his touch and stared at his hand for a while.

"Are you against this even when she only takes one room? Janice, don't forget about what you owe my family! You should be grateful," Simon said sarcastically.

All the emotions welling up within Janice suddenly vanished because of Simon's words.

It was a fact that she owed it to them. Janice knew she could no longer stay there, so she grabbed her bag and walked out.

Simon sensed that she wasn't in a good state, so he asked, "Where are you going?"

Janice didn't answer and left right away.

Simon immediately ran after her. Before she got in the car, he held her by the arm. "Where are you going?"

Janice looked slightly exhausted as she smiled. "I have to work to earn money now, Mr. Fitzgerald. Don't bother me, okay?"

She had been putting up with everything because of the gratitude she had for them. She heard this kind of stuff from Simon and his mother all the time.

Helena would be harsher to her on Hugh's death anniversary.

He withdrew his hand and watched as her car left. Helena, who followed behind them, said, "This jinx should go as far as she can!"

However, she held her tongue when Simon turned around.

"Mom, how many times do I need to repeat myself? You should hate your husband for not taking care of himself. What does this have to do with Janice?"

"That was your dad! How could you say this about him?"

"I was merely stating the truth." Simon was selfish, but he was also extremely rational.

Meanwhile, Sarah stood at the door with a scheming look. "Simon, did you also pay for this house?"

Sarah averted her gaze when she saw Simon walking over. After a brief moment, Simon asked, "You got a problem?"

"I…"

"Just stay if you want. If not, just get lost."