His "True Love" Was Fake... So Was My Corpse, Sucker! - Chapter 165: Chapter 165
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The woman instantly straightened up, wiping away her tears.
Gone was the pitiful act.
Now she looked more like Mrs. Harrison.
"Oh, Aria, when did you get back?"
"You told Blake but not me? We're all old friends here!"
She pushed her daughter forward, pointing at me.
"This is Aunt Aria, Daddy's ex-girlfriend. Now that she's back, Daddy might abandon you again!"
"Quick, beg Aunt Aria to give Daddy back to you!
You don't want to be homeless with Mommy again, do you?"
Blake finally snapped, roaring:
"Celeste, that's enough."
His face was flushed red—from shame or anger, I couldn't tell.
Celeste had done plenty of shameful things before.
But for his daughter's sake, Blake could tolerate it.
This time though, Celeste had no shame.
She'd exposed the identity Blake worked so hard to hide for his daughter.
Watching Celeste throw mud at me with every word, I laughed.
"Blake, you married well. She's perfect for someone like you."
Blake looked shocked and hurt at my words.
His illegitimate status was his deepest wound.
Something he never dared mention or touch.
But now I had.
"Aria, don't do this. You're breaking my heart."
Before he could finish, Celeste stepped between us, blocking our view of each other.
She pushed her daughter forward again.
The little girl lost her balance and fell.
Following her mother's script, she said:
"Aunt Aria, please don't take my daddy away. I don't want to be a bastard like Daddy."
Look at that—I wasn't the only one stabbing him.
Even his own daughter was twisting the knife.
My mood lifted at this time. I gently helped the little girl up.
Even kindly brushed the dust off her clothes.
"Stop crying. You're just like my daughter, always in tears!"
Gone was the pitiful act.
Now she looked more like Mrs. Harrison.
"Oh, Aria, when did you get back?"
"You told Blake but not me? We're all old friends here!"
She pushed her daughter forward, pointing at me.
"This is Aunt Aria, Daddy's ex-girlfriend. Now that she's back, Daddy might abandon you again!"
"Quick, beg Aunt Aria to give Daddy back to you!
You don't want to be homeless with Mommy again, do you?"
Blake finally snapped, roaring:
"Celeste, that's enough."
His face was flushed red—from shame or anger, I couldn't tell.
Celeste had done plenty of shameful things before.
But for his daughter's sake, Blake could tolerate it.
This time though, Celeste had no shame.
She'd exposed the identity Blake worked so hard to hide for his daughter.
Watching Celeste throw mud at me with every word, I laughed.
"Blake, you married well. She's perfect for someone like you."
Blake looked shocked and hurt at my words.
His illegitimate status was his deepest wound.
Something he never dared mention or touch.
But now I had.
"Aria, don't do this. You're breaking my heart."
Before he could finish, Celeste stepped between us, blocking our view of each other.
She pushed her daughter forward again.
The little girl lost her balance and fell.
Following her mother's script, she said:
"Aunt Aria, please don't take my daddy away. I don't want to be a bastard like Daddy."
Look at that—I wasn't the only one stabbing him.
Even his own daughter was twisting the knife.
My mood lifted at this time. I gently helped the little girl up.
Even kindly brushed the dust off her clothes.
"Stop crying. You're just like my daughter, always in tears!"
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