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As Jessica spoke, resentment burned in her eyes, while Elysia remained perfectly calm.
Jessica stared at Elysia for a long moment, waiting for a reaction. When none came, she instantly slipped back into her usual delicate, pitiful expression—and began to cry.
“Elysia, I’m begging you, please let us be together. Dorian really does have feelings for me, he’s just never been able to admit it because of you. I’m so miserable…”
Jessica knew how to cry beautifully. When most people wept, their noses turned red and they looked anything but attractive, but Jessica always managed to appear fragile and innocent—someone you couldn’t help but want to comfort.
Elysia thought, Jessica must have cried to Dorian like this countless times, and he probably fell for it every single time. Otherwise, why would he always treat Jessica so well?
But Elysia was the exact opposite of Jessica. By nature, she was strong-willed and assertive. Over the years, she had tried to soften herself for Dorian’s sake, but her strength was something she could never truly change.
Looking at it now, she realized she and Dorian were never really suited for each other. The only reason they hadn’t clashed more was because she’d loved him so much and chosen to tolerate things for his sake.
Elysia fixed her gaze on Jessica for a moment, then said, “Fine. I’ll let you two be together.”
Jessica was taken aback by how easily Elysia agreed. She froze for a second, then a bright, triumphant smile spread across her face.
“Elysia, thank you. I’ll repay you for this someday,” she said.
“I don’t need anything from you,” Elysia replied coldly.



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