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“I believe you.”
I stood frozen, hardly daring to believe my ears. He actually chose to trust me over
Vanessa?
Shock flickered across my face while Vanessa’s expression turned ashen in an instant.
“Con, she’s talking nonsense!” Vanessa protested, her voice trembling with emotion. “How can you believe her instead of me?”
Connor’s gaze turned cold and sharp as he cut her off. “Enough.”
The single word sliced through the room like a blade.
“From the first time you met Livvy, you’ve shown her a strange hostility,” he continued, his voice dropping to a dangerous timbre. “When you said she kicked the horse just now, I already suspected you were lying.”
His voice grew even colder. “Livvy is not that kind of person. That, I know very well.
You yourself admitted she has no grudge against you, so why would she harm you?”
I quietly watched him, feeling a complex, bittersweet swirl inside. I had thought that between Vanessa and me, he would never hesitate to side with her. Yet now, he was so resolute, so unwavering in his trust.
My nose tingled with sourness, my eyes stinging with tears I couldn’t voice.
Connor then looked at Vanessa with an icy expression. “Vanessa Reed, don’t forget, your surname is Reed.”
The implication was crystal clear: Vanessa was merely a foster child, not a true Rivers, so she should not act recklessly under the Rivers pack’s name.
Hearing this, Vanessa’s face grew paler, her lips trembling, tears streaming down uncontrollably. She opened her mouth, but no sound came out.
Connor turned away indifferently. “Rest well. I’m leaving.”
As he headed for the door, I looked coldly at the sobbing Vanessa and sighed softly,
“Why do this to yourself?”
Outside the hospital, in the open-air parking lot, Connor walked beside me, his eyes full of apology.
“Livvy, I’m sorry,” he said quietly.
I turned to him, genuinely confused. “Why are you apologizing to me?”
Connor sighed, running a hand through his dark hair. “It’s my pack’s fault for not teaching Vanessa well. I don’t know why she would slander you like this. Don’t worry,
I’ll find out.”
I gave a faint laugh. “No need. I already know why.”
Connor looked puzzled, his brows drawing together. I met his gaze calmly.
“Connor, can’t you really see Vanessa’s thoughts?”
He frowned. “What do you mean?”
“She targets me because of you,” I said unhurriedly. “She likes you, and she sees me as a rival. She did all this to create discord between us.”
Connor fell silent, his expression thoughtful as he processed my words. I continued walking forward, the cool evening air refreshing after the stifling hospital atmosphere.
Connor hurriedly caught up with me. “Then from now on, I will keep my distance from her.”
I paused slightly, turning to face him. “Why?”
“You said she likes me,” Connor replied earnestly. “I never realized before. I only saw her as a sister, but now that I know her feelings, of course I’ll distance myself.”
His ice-blue eyes softened as they met mine. “Livvy, I want to give you a sense of security.”
I shook my head slightly, then asked softly, “But why did you believe me unconditionally just now? Vanessa grew up with you. You should have trusted her more, so why me?”
Connor looked deeply into my eyes, his voice gentle yet resolute. “Because, as I said, you are not that kind of person.”
“Is that all?” I pressed, needing to understand.
Under the dim streetlights casting warm amber through the windshield, the look in Connor’s ice-blue eyes was full of undisguised affection. He spoke slowly but firmly.
“And because I love you. Love means unconditional trust.”
My heart trembled violently. I turned away in a panic, cheeks flushed crimson, unable to speak.
Was that… a confession?
Seeing my reddened ears, Connor smiled quietly to himself. I could feel his gaze on me, warm and tender.
The following day, the examination results on Moonbeam came back. All indicators were normal, but a fresh scratch wound was found on the back of the mare’s neck, likely caused by a sharp brooch or pin, in a location only accessible by a rider.
Upon learning this, Connor did not visit Vanessa again. Instead, the Rivers Pack arranged top-tier nurses and servants to care for her in the hospital, but Connor stayed by my side daily.
He accompanied me to try on engagement dresses, select platinum jewelry, and plan our engagement ceremony. No matter how Vanessa cried or made trouble, Connor never returned to see her.
I had once thought Vanessa’s scheme would sabotage my engagement, but ironically, her plotting backfired spectacularly. Not only did it fail to estrange Connor, it actually accelerated his confession and deepened his commitment.
Though I could not yet say I loved Connor-my heart still wounded by Ethan Grey-l was undeniably moved by his unconditional trust and affection.
The engagement date was set for the fifteenth of next month, with over a month to prepare. One day, Connor accompanied me to a luxury boutique’s VIP room.
Models in the latest couture walked before us as we sat side by side on a plush sofa.
Connor leaned close and whispered by my ear, his breath warm against my skin.
“That pale blue dress looks nice.”
I nodded, trying to ignore the flutter in my stomach at his proximity. “I like that one too, and also the cream-colored jacket.”
Just then, my phone chimed with new messages. Respecting my privacy, Connor turned away politely.
I opened my inbox to find several photos: Cassandra Evans and Ethan Grey in what seemed to be a mountain retreat popular among wealthy visitors, smiling intimately.
Then came a message from Cassandra: “He refused to accompany you, but I came on your behalf. The mountain retreat is beautiful-too bad you won’t get to see it.”
I rolled my eyes. “I’m not dead,” I thought, “why wouldn’t I see it?”
During my three years with Ethan, I had longed for such a trip, but work and his refusals had made it impossible. Now, if I wished to travel, all it took was a word to
Connor.
I nearly blocked Cassandra, but then changed my mind. Watching Cassandra’s petty provocations was almost amusing-like keeping a digital pet.
Smirking, I put my phone away.
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