My Husband’s Toxic Childhood Sweetheart novel Chapter 11

Chapter 11 Quiet Devotion

Chapter 11 Quiet Devotion

I never told Finn the truth about who I was.

However, watching him struggle to build something from nothing, I tried my best to lend him a hand.

I established the Brown Group and funded more than half of Finn’s operating capital for years.

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And now, with me yanking all that funding overnight, though the Harris Group might not collapse entirely, it would suffer enormous losses.

I watched the chaos on screen at the wedding venue, smiled, and shut the laptop.

Edward’s face appeared in front of mine, grinning like a merry kid.

He asked, “So, how is my performance?”

I let out a laugh. This guy, whose time would cost a fortune a minute, was here acting like a boy begging for praise.

Then, ! said, “Perfect. I like it.”

He grinned wider. Then his face softened.

‘Ella, since you are much better now, what do you want to do next?” Edward asked.

looked out the window. The leaves were rustling as I was thinking.

There were places I needed to go.

I want to see my father first,” I said.

After all the things I had gone through, I suddenly realized how fragile life was.

Cometimes, a simple goodbye might be the farewell.

still hadn’t forgiven Dad. However, seeing his gray hair, I felt sorry for him.

He was the man who used to lift me onto his shoulders and carry me through crowds so I could see. Now, he was a little stooped.

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She looked at Edward standing next to me with a knowing smile and said cheerfully, “You know what? I had delivered breakfast to you at this idiot’s request for four years. Well, I’m so glad to see you be together.”

The words hit me like a wave.

I whipped my head around to look at Edward. He flushed instantly.

It struck me that the guy who bought breakfast for me every morning, rain or shine, and sent me flowers was not Finn.

It was Edward.

Tears started blurring my vision, but I grinned widely.

“Edward, where did you get all those breakfasts all those years?” I asked with watery eyes.

He gazed at me tenderly and said softly, “I cooked them for you.”

That meant that he woke up early every single day to cook for me six years ago.

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