Chapter 54
Sharon smirked knowingly, intending to air out certain truths.
She didn’t hold back, confronting Tilda directly. “Edwin trusted you, but others saw through it. And let’s be honest, didn’t you stay silent deliberately? You thought Edwin cared for you so much that even if you were caught red–handed, he wouldn’t abandon you. You were waiting for him to speak up, to indulge your whims. Isn’t that being too selfish?”
Tilda was shocked at Sharon’s accuracy in reading her thoughts from back then.
Tilda, after a moment’s pause, finally found her rebuttal. She wasn’t about to ler Sharon walk all over her
Tilda nodded confidently, unfazed. “Exactly! So what if I’m a bit reckless? Edwin’s love for me is undeniable. My plan all along was for the entire city to see how much he adores me. No matter what I do, he’ll always paper me, never let me go!
Sharon’s anger flared. “You’re shameless,” she cursed furiously. Hearing Tilda admit her audacity only fueled Sharon’s indignation. If she hadn’t divorced Edwin yet, she would probably slap Tikla a few times.
Sharon said. “Have you ever considered the consequences? What about the reputation of Edwin, the Stanley Family, and even Genesis Group? All of them will have to pay the price for your recklessness.”
“So what Tilda lifted her chin defiantly. “Who carest Edwin loves me and is willing to sacrifice everything for me.”
shameless flaunting of Edwin’s love was disgusting, a far cry from her usual elegance.
Sharon couldn’t help but wonder if Edwin still admired Tikla after witnessing her shameless behavior. Meanwhile, Sharon’s gaze fell on someone, and a sly smirk spread across her lips.
Tilda didn’t notice Sharon’s change and continued walking closer. “Sharon, this is the difference between you and me
She resented Sharon for stealing Edwin any for four years. Avoiding confrontation before to protect her image, the now saw a chance to stomp all over Sharon in this quiet place,
Tilda cocked her head with a smirk. “Edwin’s all mine. No matter what you do, he’s still wrapped around my finger. You could beg on your knees, but he wouldn’t give you the time of day.
“Oh,” Sharon said knowingly, nodding and shooting a meaningful glance behind Tilda. Would you dare say that to Edwins face?
“What’s there not to dare!” Tilda blurted out, getting caught up in the moment and unable to hold back. But as soon as the words left her mouth, she regretted it.
Tilda spun around and locked eyes with the figure behind her. The shock of recognition froze her in place, sending a jolt of fear through her body.
The man standing there looked like he could freeze time with his cold stare, making everything feel tense.
“Edwin…” she whispered, her throat tight, struggling to breathe, feeling like the might collapse.
Tilda couldn’t believe it. She shot Sharon a sharp glance, realizing what had happened. Sharon had seen Edwin earlier and had deliberately provoked her into saying those words.
Sharon smirked, satisfied with Tilda’s unintentional revelation. Without a second glance at Edrin, she walked away, leaving him to see Tilda’s true colors for himself.
Edwin, please listen.“Tilda had never felt so flustered. She tightened her grip on Edwin’s hand, her fingertips trembling. “Actually, L
Tilda didn’t know how to proceed. Even if she found the right words, Edwin had already witnessed her ugly side. More explanations might only reinforce his belief that she was adept at distorting the truth
Edwin observed Tilda’s anxiety, a mix of emotions flickering in his gaze. He hadn’t anticipated seeing this side of Tilda, finding her sharp–tongued and disdainful demeanor unexpected.
Edric saying Tilda lef by herself got Edwin worried, so he followed. But it turned out to be pretty funny,
Tikla usually put on a classy act in front of Edwin, all polished and elegant. But today, she acted like a totally different person, which was quite a
shocker.
Seeing Edwin’s disgusted look, Tilda’s heart sank. It felt like everything she’d worked for had gone down the drain. Her legs gave out, and she hit the ground. Then, someone grabbed her arm and whispered, “Let’s date.”
Tilda paused, thinking she might have misheard, then quickly looked up at Edwin, tugging on his sleeve. “Edwin.”
She glanced at his composed yet unreadable face. I must’ve misheard. After all the effort I’ve put in lately, he’s never said those words. Why would
