The Masterpiece of Leaving：Prepared A Perfect Stand-In For Him novel Chapter 113

"Do you remember nothing? In Evercrest Town, I was the one who stayed by your side during the most difficult times! I was the one who advised you to cooperate with the doctors, encouraged you to seek treatment for your eyes, and pulled you out of the abyss!" Cathy shouted, her voice full of emotion.

"If it weren't for me, you would still be abandoned by the Spencer family, still blind!" She continued, her words like whips lashing at his heart.

"So many years of staying by your side, is it not enough to outweigh a pair of corneas?"

"Now, I'm forced to pretend to donate my corneas to beg for your love. I have become the person I despise the most. Isn't that enough?"

"Do you only feel satisfied when you've pushed me to the point of death?"

After venting her feelings, she embarrassingly covered her face, tears streaming down relentlessly. It was not sadness, but embarrassment.

Cathy had fallen to such a state that she was willing to snatch the most abhorred person's credit just to keep a man.

Aubrey stood silently, looking at her. Although he didn't say anything, the coldness in his eyes gradually dissipated.

Cathy's words felt like lashes on his heart. Indeed, she had done many things he couldn't accept.

However, she was also the one who accompanied him through his most difficult times. They had promised to be together for the rest of their lives and to keep this matter a secret in their hearts.

Now she was willing to break their promise for him...

Guilt washed over him, and he slowly reached out his finger to gently touch her head before pulling her into his embrace, saying, "I'm sorry."

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Navier couldn't stop missing Iris and her biological father, so she soon set off back to Evercrest Town.

As she was driving, her phone pinged with a notification. She glanced at it when she stopped at a service area to refuel.

It was a notification of a deposit into her bank account, with a long string of zeros.

Navier's lips curved slightly as she dialed William's number. "Mr. Ripley, didn't we agree that what I did for Mr. Anderson was to repay you? Why did you transfer such a large sum of money?"

William's voice sounded helpless from the other end of the line. "This is something Aubrey insisted I do. You know his temper. If I hadn't done it properly, he would've been furious and might have even canceled the project."

Aubrey's intention?

Navier's lips slightly tightened. It seemed that he wanted to settle things with her and didn't want to owe her anything.

"But what should I do? I did what I did because of you, and I have no connection with him at all. By transferring this money, is he trying to humiliate me?" Navier half-jokingly said.

William: "..."

He couldn't help but wipe his forehead. How could he handle this situation? One person insisted on giving, while the other insisted on not accepting. What should he do?

"Keep it. What I did before was just a small favor, nothing worth mentioning." Navier spoke sincerely, her eyes dimming. "If it weren't for you, I would no longer be Navier, and Iris wouldn't exist either."

William was taken aback by her words. His heart suddenly clenched, followed by a sharp pain.

He couldn't help but recall the scene when she was lying in the snow, barely breathing. Her face was paler than the snow, and her lips were cracked. At that time, she was extremely disheveled and on the brink of death.

And in the hospital, she was covered in blood, yet she was crying and begging the doctor to take her blood.

The more he thought about it, the more his heart ached.

"How about... you marry me?" The words almost slipped out of his mouth without thinking.

"Don't joke, Mr. Ripley," Navier didn't take it seriously, her tone light. "You've been so kind to me. How could I repay you by disgracing you? How about this, I'll give you half of the money. Consider it as accepting Aubrey's gratitude."

William really wanted to say that he wasn't joking. He also wanted to tell her that if she was with him, it wouldn't be a disgrace but a blessing.

However, after finally getting out of the marriage that had been like a tomb, she had no intention of getting involved in another relationship.

Jagger was a clever man and knew that if he gave her something else, she would definitely refuse. So he chose to give her fruits, something that neighbors would give each other, not too abrupt but enough to convey his feelings.

Navier understood his intentions but didn't reject the fruits. She took them from him. Then, she casually grabbed a few bags of special products she brought back and placed them in his basket. "This is a token of appreciation. You should try these."

Jagger's red face showed a hint of discomfort. Although Navier hadn't said anything, her actions made it clear that she wouldn't give him any chance.

He silently accepted the bags of special products, his lips already showing a bitter smile. "You really don't like me. You have someone in your heart, don't you? If I guess correctly, is it that man over there?"

He pointed outside.

Navier followed his gaze and saw a figure standing by the side of the door.

The person stood silently, adding a touch of color to the dimly lit alley

He had a deep blue aura, mysterious yet captivating. His face was outstanding, his fair skin making the surroundings pale in comparison.

"He's better-looking than me and drives a better car," Jagger expressed his sense of defeat. Even as the wealthiest man in the town, he was feeling a strong sense of inferiority.

Navier recognized the person he was referring to. It was Aubrey. Shouldn't he be at home? Why was he here?

Seeing that Navier didn't respond, Jagger assumed he was right and with a resigned smile, he nodded, got into his SUV, and drove away.

Aubrey was standing not too far away, and Navier wasn't sure if he had come to see her.

Not wanting to be presumptuous, she acted as if she hadn't seen him and turned to go back inside to close the door.

But a hand reached out and grabbed her hand firmly.