Her Scissors Cut My Hair, But His Betrayal Cut Deeper - Chapter 132: Chapter 132
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News of Jonah and Lily's engagement flooded my phone.
The ring he had once placed on my finger now adorned Lily's hand.
None of it concerned me anymore.
Just as I was about to put my phone down, it rang unexpectedly.
"Madison? This is Vincent's cousin. The dowry has been transferred to your account, along with several properties and office buildings in Torrance. Stop by when you can to complete the paperwork."
"You really don't need to—"
"Don't be so formal with me. This is the least we can do. My brother isn't in the best condition right now, but we can discuss everything in detail when you arrive in Harbor City."
After hanging up, I smiled bitterly.
Of course his cousin was being nice—who wouldn't pamper the foolish girl willing to marry a man in a vegetative state?
"Not in the best condition?" As if his condition would ever improve.
I shook my head, trying to stop these thoughts.
Vegetative state, disabled, whatever—this was my fate now.
At least I could escape this house. At least I could protect my sister.
News of my marriage to Vincent was deliberately kept quiet. Even Jonah, his own nephew, remained completely unaware.
That was fine by me. I could leave quietly.
The day before departing for Harbor City, I took out an exquisite pink diamond necklace.
Jonah had purchased the rare stone at an auction for an astronomical sum, personally designed the setting, and placed it around my neck with his own hands.
I'd always treasured it too much to wear. Now it was time to return it to its rightful owner.
I arrived at the Blake mansion while Jonah was out—a relief, as I had no desire to see him.
The butler greeted me with unconcealed disdain. "Miss Hayes, you swore to stop pursuing Mr. Blake. Why do you keep coming back to harass him?"
"He's being generous by not having you removed. Take my advice and don't push your luck."
I presented the pink diamond necklace. "I'm just returning this. It's too valuable, and I thought Mr. Blake might want to give it to his future wife."
The butler accepted it politely, but muttered under his breath: "Hmph, playing hard-to-get now? So tasteless. No wonder Mr. Blake wouldn't marry her."
I had no interest in arguing and simply turned to leave.
The ring he had once placed on my finger now adorned Lily's hand.
None of it concerned me anymore.
Just as I was about to put my phone down, it rang unexpectedly.
"Madison? This is Vincent's cousin. The dowry has been transferred to your account, along with several properties and office buildings in Torrance. Stop by when you can to complete the paperwork."
"You really don't need to—"
"Don't be so formal with me. This is the least we can do. My brother isn't in the best condition right now, but we can discuss everything in detail when you arrive in Harbor City."
After hanging up, I smiled bitterly.
Of course his cousin was being nice—who wouldn't pamper the foolish girl willing to marry a man in a vegetative state?
"Not in the best condition?" As if his condition would ever improve.
I shook my head, trying to stop these thoughts.
Vegetative state, disabled, whatever—this was my fate now.
At least I could escape this house. At least I could protect my sister.
News of my marriage to Vincent was deliberately kept quiet. Even Jonah, his own nephew, remained completely unaware.
That was fine by me. I could leave quietly.
The day before departing for Harbor City, I took out an exquisite pink diamond necklace.
Jonah had purchased the rare stone at an auction for an astronomical sum, personally designed the setting, and placed it around my neck with his own hands.
I'd always treasured it too much to wear. Now it was time to return it to its rightful owner.
I arrived at the Blake mansion while Jonah was out—a relief, as I had no desire to see him.
The butler greeted me with unconcealed disdain. "Miss Hayes, you swore to stop pursuing Mr. Blake. Why do you keep coming back to harass him?"
"He's being generous by not having you removed. Take my advice and don't push your luck."
I presented the pink diamond necklace. "I'm just returning this. It's too valuable, and I thought Mr. Blake might want to give it to his future wife."
The butler accepted it politely, but muttered under his breath: "Hmph, playing hard-to-get now? So tasteless. No wonder Mr. Blake wouldn't marry her."
I had no interest in arguing and simply turned to leave.
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