Exposing the Charade of Deep Affection (PDF) novel Chapter 228

Chapter 228 Tabatha, Stay. 

Hearing the sound, I looked in its direction and saw him leaning against the pillar of the pavilion. It seemed that he had been waiting here for a while. 

I pursed my lips and replied with two words, “Go back.” 

The night was too dark for me to make out his expression. All I saw was him straightening up and walking towards me from the pavilion, his voice low and magnetic, saying, “Hmm, together.” 

Together? 

I frowned, hadn’t the old lady allowed him to live in the old house? 

Where did we go together? 

I didn’t have the energy to talk to him more, so I just walked straight out along the cobblestone path in the yard. However, when I reached the fork in the road, my wrist was suddenly grabbed by the man next to 

I wanted to pull back, but I didn’t have enough strength and couldn’t move. I couldn’t help but frown and look back at him, displeased, “What’s the matter?” 

“We lived over here.” He spoke, his shiny black eyes glancing towards the side yard, indicating to walk in that direction. 

Did he mean this by “together” in his words? 

I pursed my lips, then said, “I didn’t plan on living in the old house.” 

He raised an eyebrow, “If you leave now, are you conveying the message to all members of the Hinton family that we are already divorced?” 

“Do I need to convey it?” I looked at him coldly, unable to break free from his grip on my hand, only able to stand stiffly. Gianna had already made things clear at the dinner table earlier, and I had also expressed myself very clearly in the old lady’s room just now. All signs indicated that everyone was just playing dumb. 

The old lady probably knew better than anyone else, that the 

relationship between Walter and me had likely been dead in all but name for a long time. 

He looked at me, his face restrained and somber, his pair of black eyes staring deeply at me. He opened his mouth and said, “Are you tired of acting with me?” 

I felt a heaviness in my heart, pursed my lips and said, “Walter, the most taboo thing between people is to linger on after breaking up. Since you’ve already signed the divorce agreement, why can’t you cleanly sever our relationship? Grandma is a sensible person, if we explain it to her properly, she won’t be upset.” 

I hated this kind of tug-of-war relationship, especially when it involved. emotions. Some things, the longer they were dragged out, the more constraints there were. It was better to have a short pain than a long one. One swift cut, even if it meant death, was at least quick. 

Having not heard his voice for a long time, I thought he hadn’t taken in my words. Unexpectedly, my wrist was suddenly gripped tightly by him, and then I was pulled back by him. 

I was stunned, clueless, and quickly grabbed him, “What are you doing?” 

He didn’t stop, but continued to pull me towards the old lady’s yard, his voice low and almost icy, “As you wish, tell grandma that we are already divorced.” 

I was a bit taken aback, he just agreed like that? 

Although doubtful in his heart, he didn’t say anything more and followed him all the way back to the old lady’s courtyard. 

Just as Dale and the doctor were coming out of the yard, they saw Walter and me and came over. Dale greeted us as he looked at us.