Chapter 266 Suspicion
She’d even thoughtfully connected him with resources, so sweet and well-behaved. If her younger self had been immature, now she was the real Julia.
Those childhood biases vanished instantly. He even thought a woman like this was worth marrying.
The three of them had never gotten along better. Meanwhile, his opinion of Sherry kept dropping.
Who knew someone who seemed so steady could cause this much chaos?
Back when he’d been nice to her, looked out for her a bit, it was because he rarely saw women that grounded anymore. That quality was precious. So he’d wanted to help.
Now he just felt like an idiot.
He also felt that the way things had turned out wasn’t just Gilbert’s fault.
Sherry had plenty to answer for too.
He’d watched Wendy around for two years. Gotten to know her.
Aside from going after Sherry, she’d had some spoiled tendencies, sure, but she wasn’t a bad kid.
He conveniently forgot about her switching Sherry’s medication.
People were like that.
When a bad person does bad things-but never to you-and then falls from grace, you can
still look back and say, “Well, they all bad.”
They ignore the people she hurt, the way their bodies and minds were wrung out in pain.
But when a good person gets pushed too far and finally fights back? All their goodness vanishes in an instant. Then it’s, “See? They were never that nice anyway. Not really a good person.”
So now he couldn’t help wondering: why would Wendy-someone not exactly blessed in the brains department-suddenly turn on Julia?
He remembered that whenever Julia came up, Wendy would look smug, bragging that she had an amazing sister,
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She didn’t bring her up often, but still.
How did they go from that to sworn enemies?
Something didn’t add up. Wendy didn’t have the brains to orchestrate all this.
Exactly. Most people figured Wendy wasn’t the sharpest tool.
She wouldn’t just blow everything up over nothing, right? Not if someone sat her down and explained where her interests lay.
Women like Wendy were the easiest to manipulate. Unless someone was pulling strings behind the scenes, none of this made sense.
Gilbert hadn’t even considered that angle. Wendy had been nothing but trouble lately. Ever since Julia showed up, there was no sisterly love—just constant chaos.
It reminded him of Sherry, actually.
Could it be Sherry?
“No, Sherry and Wendy hate each other
even more.”
Pointless, both of them. What did they gain by tearing
chother
apart?
othing productive.
“You never know. Enemy of my enemy and all that.” Henry understood how dark people could
get.
After dealing with so many, he learned their psychology.
He wouldn’t have believed Sherry
anymore.
pable of this before. But she wasn’t the same woman
If she really had a good heart, she’d repay hostility with kindness.
Everyone takes a step back-peace and prosperity for all, right? Win-win. If Julia really wanted Gilbert, Sherry wouldn’t even be in the picture.
But no. She kept stirring things up. People who did that? Their hearts ran darker than you’d think.
The quiet ones? They were full of resentment, not real kindness or patience,
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