Chapter 36%
“Kneel and beg for her forgiveness Jonathan turned away, heading to the liquor cabinet. Tell her you seduced me. That everything was your fault
Wendy’s face instantly went pale.
“Tomorrow” He shoved her aside. She stumbled and crumpled to the floor like a broken doll. “If Daphne doesn’t forgive you, you can pack your bags with your mother and leave this city. T
He slammed the door behind him, leaving Wendy curled on the floor, silently weeping and clutching her stomach.
The pain from the miscamage still throbbed faintly, but a deeper ache settled in as she finally understood. In Jonathan’s eyes, she had always been a disposable plaything
She had thought she was different. She believed she could become the lady of the house by driving me away.
Unfortunately, she was wrong.
Jonathan had never truly cared for her, it had all been a fleeting infatuation
Not long after, he sent Wendy abroad to find me
I swirled the latte in my cup, watching the haggard Wendy across from me.
No matter how thick her foundation was, it couldn’t conceal the dark circles under her eyes and the faint mark of a slap on her left cheek.!!.
“Ms. Lancaster. Her hands were clasped tightly in her lap, knuckles white ‘Please, have mercy on me and my mother.“}
I noticed that as she spoke, her right hand instinctively rested on her flat stomach.
“You’ve got the wrong person,” I said softly, placing my coffee cup back on the saucer. “The one you need to beg is Jonathan.
Tears welled up in Wendy’s eyes.X
“He won’t listen to me! Her voice suddenly rose and she quickly lowered it, realizing she was in public.
“Only you can make him stop. He insists I kneel and apologize to you! He even hit me yesterday. ”
A walter passed by with a glass of lemon water, Wendy jolted upright, quickly wiping her face.!!
Once the waiter was gone, she gritted her teeth and whispered, “He said if I don’t beg for your forgiveness, he’ll make sure me and my mom can’t stay in another city. But I grew up here. Where else can I go?”
“Ms. Lancaster,” she suddenly slid off her chair and thudded to her knees on the café floor.
“I’m begging you!” Her forehead nearly touched the ground. “My mom’s old now. She couldn’t bear this kind of torture anymore. Please, just forgive me!”
Her sudden move startled me. All eyes in the café turned to us
Even the waiter nearby hesitated, unsure whether to intervene.
I took a deep breath and bent down to help her up. “Let’s talk standing up,” I said.
But Wendy stubbornly stayed on her knees. “Not unless you promise me.“)
looked at her coldly and suddenly chuckled.
“Then stay there,” I said, calm and steady. “Wendy,
- You’re
e not scared of Jonathan. Youre scared of losing the Zanders‘ money.
Her head jerked up, lips trembling. “No, I
“If you weren’t so obsessed with wealth, you could’ve left with your mom long ago.”
I cut her off, my tone laced with sarcasm.
“You’re kneeling here not because you’re truly desperate but because you’re still trying to gamble. You’re betting that I’ll soften, betting that
I can make Jonathan change his mind so you can continue being his ‘unofficial fiancée,”
Wendy’s face turned deathly pale.
“Don’t play the victim in front of me,” I said, standing up and looking down at her.“)
“I know exactly what kind of person you are. Do I need to remind you, piece by piece, how you seduced Jonathan and how you flaunted your position in front of me?”
Her breathing turned shaky. Her eyes darted around, but she had no words to fight back.
“If you want to kneel, go ahead.” I picked up my bag and turned to leave. “But I’m not Jonathan. I don’t feel sorry for you.”
Suddenly, she lunged forward and grabbed my wrist, her nails digging painfully into my skin. “Daphne! Are you really this heartless?”
