Chapter 1667
Harper didn't know what to say when she looked at Elsie like this. She lowered her long eyelashes and stared blankly at the voice recorder in her hand.
They all said that Preston loved her, even Elsie said so, so it must be true... She believed that Preston loved her too, but...
"Did you and Preston actually have a relationship that night?" For Harper, it didn't matter what Kate, as a mother, did for her son. She only cared about Preston.
Elsie couldn't help but laugh at her words. "Ms. Duke, do you still have a trace of hope for Preston?" "Yes." Harper laughed along too, the warm sun shining on her face, making it bright. "I hope all of this is just fake, so..."
After pausing for a moment, Harper took a deep breath. "Can you give me a reasonable explanation like earlier?"
Elsie saw that Harper's eyes were red when she said this sentence, and she could imagine how upset she must be right now.
If Elsie had a kind heart, she would surely sympathize with her, but unfortunately, she didn't.
As a woman like her, she didn't have sympathy, she only destroyed things she couldn't have at all costs.
"Think about it. What can a drunk man and a woman deeply in love with him do when they stay together for so long?"
Harper's face, bathed in sunlight, gradually turned pale, and even the hand holding the voice recorder tightened.
"Preston was never a faithful person, he..."
"He said he will be faithful to me in the future." Elsie was interrupted firmly by Harper, and she curled her lips, sneering. "Is that so?"
She looked mocking, as if she had heard a joke. "If he were faithful, he wouldn't have had a relationship with me, and he wouldn't have his mother solve the problem with me..."
After speaking, Elsie looked back at Harper, who was tightly holding the voice recorder. "If you're willing to forgive Preston for betraying you, then believe that he will be faithful to you in the future." Elsie left these words behind, put on her sunglasses again, and walked away.
Looking at her retreating figure, Harper's eyelashes slowly lowered...
She didn't know how long she had been sitting on the bench until Camille walked over, and she finally reacted. "Harper, you don't look good, is something wrong?"
Harper shook her head, and seeing this, Camille understood that she was feeling down and didn't ask any further. "Camille, I need to make something for Silas, can you take me back first?"
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