Eight Years Lost A Love Unclaimed (Ariella) novel Chapter 63

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The sharp question left Stanley, who had just managed to regain his smile, at a loss 

for words. 

He stood up, looking like a student caught in wrongdoing, trying to explain. 

“It’s not like that… This… It was an accident, Juliana, you must believe me. I love 

you!” 

Amelia, overhearing this, was immediately displeased. She stood up, touching her belly, and was about to leave. 

“Stanley, no need to say more. I won’t make things difficult for you. I’m leaving 

now!” 

Though she said she was leaving, her steps remained unmoving. 

I understood she was only hoping to get a little more reassurance from the man. 

He seemed hesitant, wavering between us. 

I suddenly felt that he was Stanley, yet not Stanley. 

My Stanley would never make me an option. He would definitely stand by my side 

firmly. 

So I nudged the man. 

“Hurry up and go after her. If you don’t, she might be angry and leave you. My Stanley would never leave me alone.” 

The man, who had been hesitating, seemed stunned by my words. 

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He stared at the girl’s retreating figure and suddenly said. 

“I’ll give you the money for the abortion and provide extra living expenses. Stop bothering me. Juliana’s illness requires rest and shouldn’t be subjected to any 

more stress.” 

The girl’s confident expression vanished entirely. She turned abruptly, glaring at 

me with a fierce look. 

Her gaze seemed as though she wanted to devour me alive. 

I instinctively shrank back, wishing my Stanley were here. 

He would protect me. 

Feeling a bit aggrieved, I couldn’t help but want to cry. 

Seeing me in tears, the man hurriedly embraced me, whispering comforting 

words. 

“It’s okay. I’m here. I’ll make sure she never appears in front of you again, okay?” 

Before I could respond, he shouted at the girl. 

“Why are you still standing there? Get lost! Or you won’t get a single penny!” 

The girl looked extremely reluctant but stomped her foot and slammed the door 

as she left. 

Huddled in his embrace, I tugged at his clothes. 

“Stanley?” 

Hearing me finally call him that, he was overjoyed and responded eagerly. 

“I’m here! What’s wrong?” 

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After thinking for a while, I decided to give him some advice. 

“Don’t make girls sad in the future. Although I don’t know what happened. between us, I feel very pained. Please don’t make me suffer anymore, okay?” 

He wanted to agree, but my next question froze him. 

“By the way, where are my parents? Why haven’t they come to see me yet?” 

My heart began to race faster, wondering how he would answer me. 

How could he make me accept that my parents had died in a car accident while. delivering food to him? 

I remembered my parents, in their final moments, holding his hand and asking. him to take good care of me. And he had promised. 

But what did he do? 

What happened next was something he couldn’t bear to recall. 

After my parents died, I fell into a deep depression. 

I lost my smile for a long time. 

At first, he could barely tolerate it, but over time, seeing my despair when he came home made him feel repelled.