The Best Revenge It Wasn't Even Your Child novel Chapter 587

"You're right. I shouldn't have said that," Harrell murmured, dropping his gaze, looking every bit the picture of misery.

Davis and Latonia's faces grew serious, both glancing at Lorinda. She was left speechless.

"I love Lorinda, and that's why I never try to force her. But this isn't just about the two of us anymore. There's Jasper—I can't let my son grow up without a father. I want to remarry her, but I promise, Lorinda will have complete freedom. I... I won't interfere in any part of her life."

The subtext was clear: even if they remarried and Lorinda fell for someone else, Harrell was willing to look the other way.

For Lorinda, it felt like the world was spinning.

Davis coughed discreetly into his hand. He had assumed tonight would be about protecting his daughter, but now...

"You two are adults—I'll stay out of it. But—"

He wanted to invite Harrell to stay for dinner, but dozens of words caught in his throat. There was so much he wanted to say to Lorinda alone and he didn’t want Harrell hanging around.

"I only came today to make my intentions clear," Harrell said at last, standing with perfect timing. "I won't impose any further."

With that, he turned and headed for the door.

Lorinda shot to her feet on instinct. Their plan was for her to step out and grab a quick word with Catherine!

"Is there something you wanted to say to me, Lorinda?" Harrell paused, glancing over his shoulder at her, his voice low, wounded, as if she were being unreasonable. "Walk me out?"

His pitiful tone made Lorinda bristle—suddenly she felt like the bad guy. "There's nothing I want to say to you. Just go already!"

"Go on, Lorinda," Latonia chided gently, standing up. "See Harrell out."

From outside, Harrell whispered, "Scoot over, your parents are watching. I need to get in too!"

Lorinda squeezed closer, nearly squashing Catherine against the door. Through the window, Catherine could see the Lees craning their necks, watching with barely-disguised curiosity. Underneath her nerves was a secret, guilty thrill.

"Don't talk like that!" Lorinda pulled away, tears shimmering in her eyes, unable to bring Catherine’s face into focus. She gripped Catherine’s shoulders, her hands sliding down to squeeze Catherine’s waist.

"You’ve lost so much weight, you’re losing your curves. Are you really so dumb you believed for a second I hated you?"

Catherine shook her head, managing a tired smile. "Of course not. If anything, I’ve put on a couple of pounds."

"I'm not going abroad. My parents have agreed to let me stay," Lorinda whispered, urgent. "We're going to get to the bottom of this. But until we do, do not go back to the Lee place. No one on the outside knows what they’re really like, but my parents say Geoffrey’s family are sharks—they’ll chew you up and spit you out without a second thought. We always thought they just treated outsiders that way, never imagined they'd turn on their own."