Pearson was at his wits end, clutching at straws.
When he had been impersonating Ian to write letters to Judith, he never imagined he'd face her at the final hour.
So, he had pinned his hopes on this woman to save him from prison in light of the letters he had written her.
"Ms. Sanders, I was the one who wrote those letters, the one who mimicked Ian's handwriting. I know it was wrong, but when I met you overseas, I fell for you at first sight. I feared you wouldn’t accept me for who I was, so I pretended to be Ian."
A flicker of disgust crossed Judith’s face, and she had suspected something was off about those letters since she arrived in Greenfield.
Ian had been too indifferent towards her, nothing like the caring and considerate person in the letters. But she had no idea this man before her was the one who had written them.
She quickly moved to hide behind Ian, whimpering his name, “Ian.”
Clearly, she pretended not to hear what Pearson had said.
To her, he was a defeated man without any right to desire her.
A smirk played on her lips as she took that chance to get closer to Ian.
Pearson's hope began to fade as he saw her reluctance to help him. He began to curse,
"I was the one who wrote those letters to you, who cared for you. Don't you have any feelings for the one who wrote those letters?"
Judith’s expression turned cold, “Feelings? I met Ian long ago in North America and fell for him then. Had I known the letters weren't from him, I wouldn’t have responded.”
Pearson froze. Despair filled his eyes.
He looked around, desperate for someone who could save him.
Where were the people who had promised to help him escape tonight? Why were they so late?
He stood up, staggering to leave, but Ian’s comment stopped him in his tracks, “Embezzling public funds, you’ll probably spend the rest of your days in prison.”
Those words shattered Pearson completely, and he swept all the drinks off the bar in fury.
It was then he noticed a pregnant woman sitting not far from him. Her belly was large, clearly several months along.
But he had no time to study her. He pointed at Ian, “Ian, don't get too cocky! You stole this position from Eric. If there’s any justice, Eric should be alive and take everything you have. Ian, you'll never measure up to Eric!”
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Author, my thoughts on the book. When are You going to write on Cornelia and Omar Casson's romance? You made no mention, describing in detail how Maja and Uan's white wedding ceremony went. Also, you didn't write on Carol's baby delivery. What about Tyler's romance. Is there closure on Phelps Herrington being truly certified dead, so also his twin brother? Dylan's research institute "little girl", what became of her and Dylan's romance? Beck's blind dates, what were the results, is he married now, so also Dylan to his "little girl"? Why hasn't Ian's father- Steven come forward to meet Maja's parents as the in-laws meeting each other especially with his supposed past with Lillian; Maja's mother. I hope I won't remain curious for too long on the aforementioned issues, Author. Thanks for doing a good job on Zoey and Fitch's romance, though. Kudos....