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Chapter 3 (The unwelcomed truth)

Word Count: 1251    |    Released on: 15/05/2025

to the spot,

ng over her. She wasn't looking bad. What did I expect when she was literally the most lovable, doted-on daughter of the Brooks househol

In fact, she was among the people I never p

a plague, but fate seemed to be making a fool of me. Not only did I meet Jax today, but I also bumped

chick, the woman he was having an affair with, into the house with her daughter, Helena. It was terrible. The worst you could thi

ut ties with Jax. It was stupid. But I had to. My mom was the only one I had, but what happened later? After doing as they said and relocating to Germany, where they

me in every part so I could never reac

l beautiful and sophisticated. While I go thr

o her eyes, darkening her expression. "How

ut Brooks' support that I'm going to die? You thi

eady." Her eyes tr

face. Instead, my smirk widened, not giving her the reaction s

e bit out immediately. "Wh

row

besides, what was she doing here? She c

e you doing in here?" She censured harshly, jerking me out from my thoughts,

ised my voice or talked back to her unless I wanted to incur Mr. Donald B

a wide grin spread across her face instantly, piquing my curiosity. I spun around to find Liam, but behind him

uck is all

de immediately. She hurried to stand beside J

d like a drum, turning my legs in

ctance to step away or even denounce the words proved my thoughts r

ght she had done that then to hurt me, yes she'd hurt me but this.... She neve

two of them

s goi

with shock. I

a dirty look. The closeness ate at me deep. She smirked, looking back at Jax with that tender look. "I was ju

bout? I didn't have the time to process what she just said when Jax's sharp t

like a marketplace to you? I know you don't know where you are, but..." he snapped

t it from your salary. Now, get out!" He glowered, and t

ing back to his office. Helena shot me a hard, displeased glare and turned,

atedly in the chest at everything happening. And before I knew it, my gaze became wet, turning glassy as I wa

crushing, hea

, but I remained numb. "Hello," he wave

inch

nd quickly diverted my gaze to hide the tears

e a concerned look and pointed to the elevator. "I nee

ance and started heading to the

s seemed to be twisting in my chest. It was hard; the pain was tearing me apar

much. He could never look at me

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