It was the first time she'd laughed so freely, so openly.
Even laughing like this, she was stunning—full of life, bright, and younger than ever.
Gilbert was completely frozen by that smile.
She had never laughed like that when she was with him.
At most, she'd given him shy, quiet smiles.
So she could laugh like this—so vivid, so beautiful.
But not for him.
Beside her, Lucas was also staring at Sherry, utterly focused, as if he was burning that smile into his heart.
He was watching her more carefully than Gilbert ever had.
How dare he?
That smile was his to see. No one else was allowed to look at her like that.
The urge to rush over, cover her face, and lock her away in the Bode house forever surged through him.
If she wouldn't smile for him, then she wouldn't smile for anyone.
He wanted to lock her in a room. Even if she never smiled again, he still wouldn't let anyone see it.
Just as the thought consumed him, Julia tugged his arm, snapping him back.
"Gilbert, look at them! They're so cruel—laughing at me right to my face!"
Tears welled in her eyes.
As she spoke, the gap where her tooth was missing opened and closed.
She looked like a comedian who'd blacked out her tooth on purpose.
"Pfft—"
Gilbert almost burst out laughing. He clamped it down, but his face turned bright red.
Julia heard him.
They weren't lying. Her tooth was really gone—her front tooth!
Her image must be a mess, and she'd been yammering nonstop in front of everyone.
She stopped pretending to be weak and ill and ran frantically into the hospital bathroom.
She bared her teeth in the mirror. The dark, empty hole made her look ridiculous.
Several people had seen—Lucas had seen.
Her perfect image, the one she'd built for years, was completely ruined.
Sherry. You'll pay for this. I'll make you suffer for humiliating me like this.

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