In Love, Never Say Never (Ashton Fuller and Scarlett Stovall) novel Chapter 933

Blood drained from Yvonne’s face. “What do you mean?”

“I literally meant what I said,” Hannah continued plainly. “At first I thought there was nothing worth explaining since I didn’t intend to compete with you anyway. But if you think I stayed silent because I was afraid, then you’re wrong.”

Glancing around at everyone, she added calmly, “Regarding what all of you saw just now, I wasn’t going to bother defending myself. But now that even Scarlett is speaking up on my behalf, I won’t keep quiet anymore. Besides, the more I remain silent, the more somebody here tries to take advantage. That’s utterly shameless.”

“Hannah Anne!” Yvonne screamed suddenly, her voice somewhat shaky as she glared at Hannah with a trace of horror on her face. “You’re lying!”

Hannah wasn’t in the least bit intimidated. She turned towards Louis with an apologetic look. “I’m sorry, Uncle Louis. I failed to take good care of the black card you gave me earlier. Ms. Wilde demanded that I hand it over to her since she’s now a part of the Stovall family, and so I did. As long as it’s a woman whom John loves, I have no qualms. However, at this point, it seems that Ms. Wilde isn’t suited for the title of ‘Mrs. Stovall’ after all.”

At that, Louis pursed his lips and shifted his gaze onto Yvonne.

“If Ms. Wilde still insists that I’m responsible for causing her to fall into the pool…” Hannah glanced at Yvonne coldly. “Then, all I can say is, perhaps I shouldn’t have evaded her when she tried to attack me just now.”

Just then, a child’s cry rang from outside. Hannah looked at John and continued, “I have no objections to you being together with someone else, John. But as someone who understands you to some extent, heed my advice—be careful with who you choose to bring into the Stovall family.”

“Goodbye, everyone,” Hannah said as she bowed, then turned and left towards the door.

John was silent, though his face paled with a painful expression.

Yvonne began sobbing as she tugged on his arm. “It wasn’t like that, Johnny!” she pleaded with innocent eyes. “I didn’t do any of those things. They’re lying!”

Despair clouded John’s face as he stared at Hannah’s disappearing back, completely ignoring Yvonne who clung desperately onto him. I suddenly realized—perhaps from the very beginning, John had never cared about what happened to Yvonne and whether Hannah really did anything. His only concern was Hannah’s attitude towards himself. He’d been putting up a facade all along in hopes of gaining her attention and seeing if she’d show any signs of jealousy at how he treated Yvonne.