Chapter 120
I wasn’t there to see it myself, but I later learned what happened that night.
Brian drove home. The smell of alcohol clung to him even though he hadn’t drunk much. Still, he was tipsy. His steps were unsteady as he pushed open the front door of the mansion.
The living room was dim, lit only by a single floor lamp. He paused for a moment and a flicker of hope rose in his heart. Perhaps I had come back.
He hurried inside, looking around for me. Suddenly, a figure in a lace nightgown stood up from the sofa. Her voice was soft and tender as she greeted him, “Brian, you’re back.“N
Through his blurred vision, she looked a little like me. Without thinking, he rushed forward, grabbed her and kissed her with his lips carrying the taste of alcohol. The woman didn’t resist. Instead, she gently wrapped her arms around his neck.
His heart filled with warmth. In that drunken haze, Brian picked her up and stumbled toward the bedroom. But when he laid her on the bed and his fingers brushed against the cool lace of her nightgown, he froze. Something felt wrong. I never wore clothes like that.
His eyes snapped open. The fog of alcohol faded in an instant when he saw her clearly beneath him. He couldn’t help but frown as he coldly asked her, “Adeline? Why are you here?“”
Tears glimmered in Adeline’s eyes as she gazed up at him, making no move to fix her slipping nightgown.
“Brian, I’ve loved you for so many years. You know that.“”
Brian grabbed a piece of clothing and threw it at her as he coldly looked at her.”
“I’ve told you many times. I never love you.”
Adeline’s lips trembled. Her voice broke as she sobbed, confronting him, “If you don’t love me, why are you always the first to protect me when I’m in danger? Why do you always come to me whenever I need you? Between me and Lilian, you choose me every time … ”
Brian’s brows knitted together. His Adam’s apple was bobbing. Although he wanted to argue, the memories flooded his mind like cruel reminders.[
The time when the fire broke out, he had rushed to save Adeline. The time we were kidnapped, he had chosen her. Somewhere along the way, he had made Adeline his first choice, even though he claimed to love me.<
Those images left him speechless.
After a long silence, he finally said hoarsely, “I only see you as a sister. I protect you because I feel responsible for you.” “Responsible?”
Adeline wiped away her tears. A strange smile suddenly curled her lips. She picked up her phone, showing him photos before handing it to him.”
“Brian, you love her… but she doesn’t love you anymore.”
“She burned all the memories of you. She even threw away the gifts you gave her,” Adeline said softly, almost mockingly. After that, Adeline tapped on a video. In the video, it looked like I was asking my parents to agree to a marriage swap as if I were eager to marry into another family for money. But I knew that video was a lie. It was carefully edited by Adeline to frame
me.E
Brian’s face turned pale as he stared at the images and video. Among the ashes, he could clearly see the torn scraps of our photo. And in the trash, that rare doll he had searched the whole city to find.
His hands trembled violently as he snatched the phone away.”
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