In the black night, the snow-white camellia bloomed with a light fragrance.
It reminded Milana of many years ago, when the Poole family's gem, who liked to wear white dresses and loved camellias, had a cold and elegant temperament.
Milana looked at the camellias in front of her and murmured to herself, "But he said Nevaeh looks good in red..."
Selena gently looked into her eyes and said, "My father loves my mother, it has nothing to do with what color clothes she wears. As long as it's her, he will think she looks good."
Milana trembled and gritted her teeth, "Are you telling me that I will never win against your mother?"
Selena looked at her tearful eyes and shook her head, saying softly, "I'm telling you that no matter what you do, my father will never love you. The person he loves, from beginning to end, is only my mother."
"Most importantly, they love each other. Miss Katie Poole, you should give up."
Milana's face turned pale. She raised her hand and tightly grabbed Selena's neck, as if she wanted to strangle her. "You don't understand anything! You don't understand anything at all..."
Selena didn't care about the hand on her neck and looked at her calmly. "I may not understand, but I know that life only has one chance. People should live for themselves. My father wouldn't want to see a woman who betrayed her family and lived in such pain."
This sentence seemed to touch something in Milana, and she let go of Selena and fell back on the wicker chair, laughing nervously.
Selena frowned slightly.
Milana laughed louder and even Leia next to her was startled and took a few steps forward.
Selena shook her head at her and the little girl had to walk back again.
Milana finally laughed enough and sat barefoot on the wicker chair, looking at the cold and elegant girl in front of her. She suddenly said, "It seems that I was worried for nothing. I don't need to worry at all. You will be destroyed by Christ..."
Selena frowned and said firmly, "I have nothing to do with Christ."
Milana's eyes were complicated and she sneered, "The man who loves you is so pathetic."
Selena pursed her lips. "Will the man who loves her... be very pitiful?"
Milana looked at her with a bewildered expression, raised her head to look at the night sky, and asked in a cold voice, "Do you know what it feels like to be rejected by the man you love?"
"I don't know," Selena thought to herself. From childhood to adulthood, she was the only one who rejected others, and no one had ever rejected her. And especially not a man she loved... She had never had a man she loved before.
Without waiting for her answer, Milana had already guessed it, and laughed sarcastically. "Let me put it this way, if one day, Mr. Anderson fell in love with another woman and wanted to divorce you for her, would you be sad?"
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The readers' comments on the novel: Revenge On Love Rats After Rebirth by Olivia Marsh
From the beginning of the story to page 148, the plot is just going in circles about fighting. So ridiculous and waste of time to read! I have no patience for these kind stories. Be more creative if you’re planning to write a book/story!!!...
Beautiful story...