How does Fiona Vaughn still have the face to ask me to bless them by now?
It turns out people can be this thick-skinned!
...
Looking at Fiona Vaughn's tear-streaked face, a trace of mockery flashed through Cecilia Vaughn's cold, piercing eyes!
"Fiona Vaughn, you really are like mother, like daughter. Your mother was a mistress, and the daughter has to learn too."
"Back when Tyson Law and I had just announced our engagement, a murder had just occurred, and you couldn't wait to jump into bed with your future brother-in-law. Do you still have the face to ask for my blessing?"
Cecilia Vaughn's voice was calm, but each word was like a needle piercing Tyson Law's heart!
Tyson Law's face darkened, his expression changed several times, then he directly interrupted Cecilia Vaughn.
"Cecilia, how can you speak so unsightly, like a common shrew!"
Hearing the long-missed nickname in such a situation, Cecilia Vaughn felt nothing but irony in her heart.
"Don't call me that!"
Cecilia Vaughn cast a disdainful glance at Tyson Law and said with every word piercing like a dagger: "You're not even worthy!"
...
There was a dryness in Tyson Law's throat, and he suddenly realized that after three years of no contact, upon reuniting, his former lover wouldn't even allow him to call her nickname.
Once upon a time, Cecilia Vaughn used to smile at him sweetly, calling him affectionately by his name, Tyson.
But now, things have changed.
Suppressing his original anger by a few degrees, Tyson Law seemed to be seeing Cecilia Vaughn for the first time.
She had become thinner than before, her skin was unnaturally pale from lack of sunlight...
Did she not live well in prison for those three years?
...
Tyson Law scrutinized Cecilia Vaughn, with a hint of remorse finally surfacing in his heart.
"I'm sorry, Cecilia... actually, Fiona and I never intended to betray you, I can explain..."
Cecilia Vaughn's lips curled into a mocking smile.
"Explain what, that there were never any transgressions between you and her?"
"Before I was wrongfully imprisoned, the two of you never even touched each other?"
Their gazes met, and as Tyson Law looked into Cecilia Vaughn's cold, sharp eyes, he suddenly became speechless.
A sudden pain pierced his heart.
The man's brows furrowed tighter, slowly forming a deep crease on his forehead.
...
Fiona Vaughn's heart was alarmed as she sensed Tyson Law's softened attitude.
She quickly stood up, leaning against the man's arm like a willow, her delicate brows mixed with pain and guilt.
"Sister, don't misunderstand Tyson, it was all my fault, I'm the one who let you down."
As she spoke, Fiona Vaughn tried to wipe away the crease on Tyson Law's forehead, looking fragile and pitiful.
"But what can I do... Tyson was so sad back then, I loved him, and besides caring for him more, I didn't know what else to do."
"To have reached this point, it's all my fault, I was shameless, it has nothing to do with Tyson."
"Sister, hate me enough for the both of us, but please, forgive Tyson?"
...
Hearing Fiona Vaughn's choking voice, Tyson Law's handsome brows furrowed even deeper.
Only a foolish girl like Fiona would want to take all the blame and protect him, the grown man.
Involuntarily, he hugged the pitiable little woman beside him, the previous guilt towards Cecilia Vaughn dissipated, leaving only tenderness for the person in front of him.
Tyson Law took a deep breath, gently wiping Fiona Vaughn's tears, then turned to Cecilia Vaughn.
"Cecilia, what happened years ago is already in the past, and there's no possibility between us."
"I'm a man, if I couldn't control myself, the mistakes I made shouldn't fall on Fiona, a vulnerable woman."
"I know you feel distressed, but Fiona is the only one I want to marry in this life, and I'm willing to compensate you."
"How much money do you want, just name it."
Does he want to compensate her with money?!
Ha, her three most beautiful years were buried in prison, the misplaced true feelings she once had have now become a joke...
Can these things really be compensated with money?
...
Cecilia Vaughn's brows were indifferent, she stood straight, in stark contrast to Fiona Vaughn, who leaned in the man's embrace like a dodder flower, she was like a tall bamboo, unyielding.
"Tyson Law, even now, all you can think of is to insult me with money, I truly look down on you."
"I deeply regret that I ever saw anything in someone like you!"
With that, Cecilia Vaughn strode out of the restroom without looking back!
She was a proud woman, especially in the faces of these two, she would not allow herself to show even a trace of embarrassment!
...
Tyson Law never expected Cecilia Vaughn to leave so decisively.
It seemed he no longer recognized her...
Watching the woman's receding figure, Tyson Law felt as if something intangible had already dissipated...
Noticing Tyson Law's excessive focus on Cecilia Vaughn, Fiona Vaughn bit her rosy lip, tears streaming like rain from her eyes.
"Oh no, Tyson, what if sister must hate me to death."
"I really didn't mean to..."
She clung to Tyson Law's arm as if finding a life-saving straw, sobbing continuously, but her demeanor became increasingly like a charming little bird nestled in him.
Looking at the petite beauty nestled in his arms, Tyson Law withdrew his attention from Cecilia Vaughn.
——Yes, only a kind girl like Fiona is the one most in need of his protection.
——Besides, it wasn't only his fault the engagement was broken, Cecilia Vaughn's unclear entanglement with that board director's son is why she was imprisoned. What right does she have to blame him?
Tyson Law gathered himself up, gently caressing Fiona Vaughn's face, his voice exceedingly gentle.
"Fiona, don't cry any more, I'll take you to eat your favorite chocolate walnut brownie."
Only then did Fiona Vaughn break into a smile, stealing a quick kiss on Tyson Law's unguarded face.
"Alright, I knew Tyson is the best for me."
In a place where Tyson Law couldn't see, Fiona Vaughn's eyes turned cold.
Judging from today, Tyson still has some feelings for that worthless woman, otherwise, why would he feel guilty?
No, she must think of a way to get rid of this hidden danger!
Fiona Vaughn slowly clenched her hand, the shadow in her beautiful eyes growing darker...
...
In Cinderella Hall, Mona Summers had already become somewhat anxious from waiting.
She was just about to decide whether to go to the restroom and check, when she saw Cecilia Vaughn walking over.
Only now, compared to when she left, her expression looked even more tired.
"What happened?"
Mona Summers, knowing Cecilia Vaughn's personality well, had to cautiously inquire.
Cecilia Vaughn sat back down, managing a faint smile, but the dull look in her eyes was hard to disguise.
"It's nothing, just ran into someone I didn't want to see."
Mona Summers was stunned, a certain name suddenly appearing in her mind.
"You mean, Tyson Law—?!"
Seeing her friend nod, Mona Summers' anger surged instantly!
"Damn it, those two bastards are disgusting, and still have the nerve to show up in front of you!"
"No way, I'm going to stand up for you!"
Saying that, Mona Summers sprang up, her blazing determination obvious, as though she intended to give Tyson Law a good thrashing!