The Ex-Wife He Can’t Have novel Chapter 148

Jillian gripped the stair railing so tightly her knuckles turned white, but her voice remained perfectly calm. "I know."

This time, it was Sylvia's turn to look stunned, a flash of panic crossing her eyes.

"You know?"

Jillian nodded.

She wasn't stupid; of course she could tell the coffee had been spilled on her backpack on purpose.

But at the time, she was also trying to get close to Sylvia, so she played dumb and didn't expose her.

With her petty trick exposed, a fleeting look of embarrassment crossed Sylvia's eyes. She gritted her teeth and said coldly, "Jillian, the truth is, I never saw you as a friend. From start to finish, you were only useful to me to be exploited."

"Likewise," Jillian maintained her calm expression. "To me, you were just a stepping stone."

Jillian never denied her own ambition and calculation.

Growing up without anyone to protect her, she had to fight for everything she wanted.

In college, to get close to Killian, she had meticulously plotted to approach Sylvia, working hard to infiltrate his social circle.

Someone as perceptive as Killian had seen through her schemes in an instant.

Jillian knew that half of his coldness and disgust toward her stemmed exactly from that.

She had no excuses for it.

It was true she was calculating, but that didn't conflict with the fact that she truly liked Killian.

Of course, she had to bear the consequences of her actions alone.

Sylvia's sense of superiority—the feeling of controlling the entire board and playing Jillian like a clown—shattered.

Losing control of her emotions, she suddenly raised her hand and shoved Jillian hard. Caught off guard, Jillian stumbled backward down two steps, thankfully caught by Judith.

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