Filed to story: I Got Married Without You
Anthony had arranged this party with Paul to find an opportunity to talk to Edith.
Unfortunately, Edith, who was usually clever, didn’t even want to give him this chance… and toasted Andrew, “Congratulations, Andrew, on winning the lawsuit.”
Then, she looked at Grace, who was sitting next to George and devouring a lobster. “Grace, congratulations to you too for becoming a part of Andrew’s little family.”
Grace raised her greasy little face and grinned at Edith. “Besides. being a part of Andrew and Rosalyn’s little family, I’m also a member of your big family…”
Grace’s sweet voice healed Edith. “You’re absolutely right. Let’s clink glasses.”
Grace put down the lobster in her hand and reached out her oily hand to grab the juice in front of her. Through the large table, she tapped Edith’s cup from a distance. “I’m done, help yourself,” Grace said.
The people at the table all laughed at Grace’s action.
George patted Grace’s head, “Who taught you that?”
Grace pointed to the iPad on the table, “I learned it from the movies. So, Grandpa George, do I have talent for acting?”
George glared at her, “I’ve told you before, I’m only forty, not old enough to be your grandpa. Call me uncle.”
Grace tilted her head and said, “But you look like you’re sevenly.”
Paul rarely smiled, “Indeed.”
George: …
He turned to Neil and asked, “Do I look seventy?”
Neil replied, “You look like seventy-five.”
George knew he shouldn’t have asked that, it was just asking for Dylan looked around the people at the table and found it quite interesting, but…
Dylan’s gaze shifted to the restroom in the private room. How came Mr. Evans’ wife hadd been in there for so long?
Inside the restroom, Rosalyn was feeling anxious and sent a message to Andrew on her phone, “[Honey, find a way to get Dylan to leave]” Thinking about how to get rid of Dylan, Andrew saw the message and showed an indulgent smile, “[Should I come in and accompany you?]” What was he saying?
Rosalyn typed, “[Mr. Shawn, you must have a solution, right?]”
Andrew replied, “[Wait a minute]”
Putting down his phone, Andrew looked up and said to Dylan, “Mr. Lawrence, there’s a project I want to discuss with you. Would it be convenient to go upstairs and have a talk?” The venue for their party happened to be Nightshade, a whole building owned by Andrew. The first floor was a formal restaurant, while the others were entertainment venues. Andrew knew very well that the Lawrence Family’s project was not under Dylan’s jurisdiction, but he still wanted to talk about it at this time. It was likely that he was intentionally trying to distract Dylan.
It was just unclear whether it was because of his wife who didn’t want to meet him or because of Anthony. Perhaps, it was both.
Dylan understood everything but didn’t reveal it. He gracefully stood up and said, “Let’s go.”
After the two left, Edith’s expression changed slightly, as if she knew that Andrew deliberately distracted Dylan and felt a bit uncomfortable.
She knew that Anthony helped Andrew with the lawsuit to have another chance to get close to her. That was why she purposely brought Dylan along.
Originally, she wanted Anthony to give up on his own, but who would have thought that Andrew would actually help Anthony….
After taking a sip of her drink, she said to Paul, “Bro, I have some work to do at the studio. I’ll head out first.”
After returning to her home country, Edith opened her own studio and started designing various crafts. With an upcoming exhibition, she was indeed quite busy. Paul knew she was busy too, but he couldn’t just let her leave like this tonight. “You saw Andrew’s expression just now. Give him another chance to explain.”
Edith still didn’t look up at Anthony. “We already cleared things up many years ago. What else is there to say?”
Anthony’s eyes started to well up with tears. It seemed like he could feel that she had completely let go of him. It made him. extremely upset, but he pretended not to care and patted Paul’s. shoulder. “Forget it, don’t make it difficult for her.”
Paul had seen how Anthony had been living all these years. “Edith, he had no choice but to break up with you. At least listen to his explanation.”
Edith slowly lifted her eyelashes and saw his pale face. She sighed and said, “Fine, let’s talk outside.”
She put down her drink and stood up. Anthony watched her walking away and after a few seconds of daze, he quickly followed, prompted by Paul. Once they left, Neil couldn’t help but ask, “Were they a couple before?”
Paul glanced at him and said, “It’s none of your business”
Neil innocently replied, “It’s not my business, but can’t I ask?”
Paul: …
“It’s not my business, but can’t I gossip a little?”
“It’s not my business, but don’t I deserve to know?”
Paul: …
Never mind, he was Rosalyn’s teacher.
Just endure it, it would pass.
Outside Nightshade, Edith walked along the street, heading forward.
Anthony fixed his gaze on her back and followed calmly.
When they reached an uphill road, Edith stopped and looked back at him. “Speak.”
Ever since she saw Anthony sleeping with other women several times, Edith locked hersell in her room, day and night, without cating or drinking.
During that time, she hoped Anthony would come and see her, even if it wasn’t to reconcile, just to comfort her. But he ignored her completely. Since then, Edith had never seen Anthony again.
Even years later, when Anthony suddenly showed up and said they could be together from now on, she didn’t pay him any attention.
Paul said Anthony had no choice but to break up, and Edith knew that too. But she didn’t care anymore and never asked for the reasons. She didn’t know, and she didn’t want to know.
It seemed like Anthony could read Edith’s mind as he stood at the bottom of the slope, facing the dim streetlights, and smiled at her.
“I have nothing to say!”
She had let it go, telling her the truth would only create rifts between her and her parents, so why bother?
Let her remain oblivious and live her life happily.
With this thought, tears welled up in Anthony’s eyes, causing him to instinctively turn away.
“If you don’t say it tonight, you’ll never have the chance again.”
“If I tell you, will you forgive me?”
