His Real Wedded Bride novel Chapter 611

Leila shot Holley a glance and said,"Unlike you, I have to stick with this relationship. I couldn't go back. I have no other option but to move forward courageously."

She stared at Holley who was in front of her. Then she continued,"You are living a pretty good life. And you may have already forgotten Charles, but I'm different. I have given all my love to him. I would die if I couldn't have him."

No wonder why Leila was willing to cooperate with Holley and obey her orders.

"I couldn't afford to wait," Leila said indifferently. The longer it would take, the slimmer the chance she could have. She couldn't just wait. She had to make some move.

Looking at Leila, Holley suddenly felt sorry for her. 'Such a poor woman!' After hesitating for a moment, Holley said,"Since Charles took your son away from you, why don't you do the same thing to him. Why don't you take his daughter away?"

As expected, Leila's eyes lit when she heard Holley's suggestion.

Holley was right. As long as she had Shirley, it would not only make Sheryl anxious but she could also make a deal with Charles. She would trade Shirley for Charlie. If she could have Charlie back, she would have a chance again.

"Thank you so much," she gratefully said. All possibilites suddenly dawned on her so she thanked Holley many times.

Holley didn't say a word any more. She just put on her sunglasses and left.

While in the car and looking at the view outside the window, Holley couldn't help but let out a sigh.

If she hadn't chosen to go to South Korea, would she be also like Leila who was desperately trying to get Charles now? Fair is foul and foul is fair. Some people would be willing to do anything, even to degrade themselves, just to be with the person they loved.

But would it really be worth living without dignity?

"Miss Ye, we're here," the driver said. Holley's wandering thoughts went back to the present when she heard the driver. She didn't notice that the car had already stopped in front of the apartment building.

This apartment, which was more than 300 square meters, was just bought by George two days ago. And he had put the property ownership certificate under Holley's name.

George treated her so well that she really cherished the life she was living at present.

Holley unlocked the door and got out of the car. When she entered the room, she found George preparing dinner. It was kimchi rice, her favorite. Since George was busy and didn't notice her, she held his waist from behind.

"You're back," George acknowledged without lifting his head. "I made your favorite pickled roast pork. Go wash your hands and taste it," he added with a smile.

Holley didn't move. Instead, she held George's waist tightly.