Fiancée?
He has fiancée and still says he is not over me. How would he face the woman who is carrying his
child?
"You are engaged. Take good care of your fiancée."
I say coldly and walk out.
However, I can't help but sigh in my heart.
Is this the man I once liked? It's different from my memory.
Long-term affection is good, but he fails to move on in spite of getting engaged. And that's fake
romance.
My arm is suddenly grabbed by someone.
I hear Noah's questioning voice.
"You don't want to get back with me. Is it because of Frances, or are you still a mistress?"
Mistress?
It's an offensive word. Noah is being judgmental as he looks at me. Frances and I are married now, but
I still feel ashamed when I hear what Noah says.
"Let go. It has nothing to do with you."
I say coldly, losing my patience.
If Noah is not my old lover, I would have been angry.
"You are his lover. Why don't you be my lover too? I'm rich now, and I can give you whatever you want!"
Noah looks at me and says expectantly.
I feel like cutting open his head and see if his brain is working.
How could he say that?
Just as I am about to lose my temper, I hear a familiar deep voice from behind.
"Excuse me. Only I can give her what she wants."
I turn around in surprise and meet Frances' fond gaze.
Thank god he comes!
I quickly walk towards him. I curl my lips in grievance and whisper, "Don't be mad. I didn't do anything. I
didn't even expect to meet him here."
"Yes. I know."
He nods at me and hold me in his arms, declaring his love for me.
Noah puts on a long face.
"What do you mean by that? Frances, although I am not as wealthy as you, I can give Jane a good life.
I can buy anything she wants! I've worked hard for so long. I just want to make her happy!"
I am not moved by his words at all.
My heart has been filled by another man.
There is no room for anyone except Frances.
He lowers his head and looks at me fondly. He smiles complacently at Noah and says leisurely, "You
are destined to be disappointed. What she wants is me."
My heart misses a beat when I hear that.
Frances is right, what I want is him. I don't care about other things at all.
I flush as he guesses my thoughts.
Noah is astounded. His eyes are filled with despair, but he continues to ask.
"Jane, is it true?"
"Yes." I nod firmly. I look at Frances with a bright smile.
"I love him. All I want is him. Besides, Noah, I'm already married to Frances. You should move on.
Don't let down the woman."
"I don't love her at all. My mother forces me to marry her! You are always the only one that I love!"
Noah can’t accept it and shouts out.
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