Now They Want My Forgiveness - Chapter 234: Chapter 234
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                    The jealousy was a monster she could no longer contain. She couldn't stand living like this anymore. She had to find a way to make Stella disappear from her life.
So, Anna went crying to Fiona. She complained that it was all because of her poor health, the constant doctor's visits that had ruined her studies.
That was the only reason she hadn't gotten into Quentiham. She sobbed about how much she envied Stella.
Fiona immediately fell for it, her face twisting with guilt. "Oh, my darling Anna, don't. It's my fault, all my fault. I failed to protect you, and I let you suffer so much pain. You could've gotten into Quentiham, too."
Anna shook her head. "It's okay, Mom. I guess this is just how things were meant to be."
"Wait," Fiona said, a sudden, terrible idea lighting up her eyes. "You're identical twins. What if... What if you went to Quentiham in Stella's place?"
This was exactly what Anna had been hoping for, but she knew she couldn't be the one to say it. She had to be the victim, not the schemer.
"No, we couldn't," Anna breathed, playing her part perfectly. "Stella would never agree. She worked so hard to get into Quentiham. It's her dream."
"Stella's healthy as a horse," Fiona scoffed. "She can take the SAT for you next year. Or better yet, you two can s Let her go to that junior college you got into. That settles it. I'll break it to her at dinner."
"Mom..." Anna whispered, a perfect protest.
Fiona waved her off, silencing her. Anna had to fight to keep the triumphant smirk off her face until her mother wasn't looking.
And so, with Stella out of the picture, Anna thrived at Quentiham University. She was a star student, finishing her degree with honors in just three years.
But now, the script had flipped. It made Anna's blood boil. And what made it a thousand times worse was watching Eleanor stand up for Stella, beaming with pride over her. It made Anna sick.
As luck would have it, Anna was at the hospital for an appointment and spotted Eleanor. But Jordan was the first person who really caught her eye. A twisted idea started to bloom in her mind—seducing Jordan.
She thought, 'If Jordan fell for me, wouldn't that just break Stella?'
Anna walked over to Jordan and "accidentally" stumbled right into his arms. Her lines were already scripted in her head. What she didn't script was Jordan shoving her away. She crashed to the ground.
"Anna!" Monroe yelled. He was just returning from handling her paperwork and saw her sprawled on the ground.
He rushed over and helped her up. "Anna, are you okay?"
Anna dared a glance at Jordan. He looked like he'd just been splashed with sewer water, his face a perfect picture of disgust.
He kept brushing off his clothes. After a few swipes, he gave up. He just ripped his jacket off and stuffed it into the nearest trash can.
Anna had never been so humiliated in her life. Monroe, seeing her speechless, followed her gaze. His own face turned to stone when he saw Jordan.
"What the hell, Jordan?" Monroe snapped. "How can you do this to a girl? And she's your wife's sister, for Christ's sake."
Jordan shot a cold glance at Anna before turning his contempt on Monroe. "What do you even see in her?"
Monroe was already shielding Anna behind him, running his hands over her arms to check for scrapes. She looked physically unharmed.
"What kind of stupid question is that?" Monroe snapped back. "What I see in her is none of your damn business."
Jordan let out a cold laugh. "She just threw herself at me. A woman who actually loved you wouldn't do that. I pushed her off. It's what a man does when he has zero interest in cheating on his wife."
"She threw herself at you? Seriously, you think I'd buy that?" Monroe scoffed. "She used to be with Lionel, but they broke up. Why the hell would she make a play for you?"
                
            
        So, Anna went crying to Fiona. She complained that it was all because of her poor health, the constant doctor's visits that had ruined her studies.
That was the only reason she hadn't gotten into Quentiham. She sobbed about how much she envied Stella.
Fiona immediately fell for it, her face twisting with guilt. "Oh, my darling Anna, don't. It's my fault, all my fault. I failed to protect you, and I let you suffer so much pain. You could've gotten into Quentiham, too."
Anna shook her head. "It's okay, Mom. I guess this is just how things were meant to be."
"Wait," Fiona said, a sudden, terrible idea lighting up her eyes. "You're identical twins. What if... What if you went to Quentiham in Stella's place?"
This was exactly what Anna had been hoping for, but she knew she couldn't be the one to say it. She had to be the victim, not the schemer.
"No, we couldn't," Anna breathed, playing her part perfectly. "Stella would never agree. She worked so hard to get into Quentiham. It's her dream."
"Stella's healthy as a horse," Fiona scoffed. "She can take the SAT for you next year. Or better yet, you two can s Let her go to that junior college you got into. That settles it. I'll break it to her at dinner."
"Mom..." Anna whispered, a perfect protest.
Fiona waved her off, silencing her. Anna had to fight to keep the triumphant smirk off her face until her mother wasn't looking.
And so, with Stella out of the picture, Anna thrived at Quentiham University. She was a star student, finishing her degree with honors in just three years.
But now, the script had flipped. It made Anna's blood boil. And what made it a thousand times worse was watching Eleanor stand up for Stella, beaming with pride over her. It made Anna sick.
As luck would have it, Anna was at the hospital for an appointment and spotted Eleanor. But Jordan was the first person who really caught her eye. A twisted idea started to bloom in her mind—seducing Jordan.
She thought, 'If Jordan fell for me, wouldn't that just break Stella?'
Anna walked over to Jordan and "accidentally" stumbled right into his arms. Her lines were already scripted in her head. What she didn't script was Jordan shoving her away. She crashed to the ground.
"Anna!" Monroe yelled. He was just returning from handling her paperwork and saw her sprawled on the ground.
He rushed over and helped her up. "Anna, are you okay?"
Anna dared a glance at Jordan. He looked like he'd just been splashed with sewer water, his face a perfect picture of disgust.
He kept brushing off his clothes. After a few swipes, he gave up. He just ripped his jacket off and stuffed it into the nearest trash can.
Anna had never been so humiliated in her life. Monroe, seeing her speechless, followed her gaze. His own face turned to stone when he saw Jordan.
"What the hell, Jordan?" Monroe snapped. "How can you do this to a girl? And she's your wife's sister, for Christ's sake."
Jordan shot a cold glance at Anna before turning his contempt on Monroe. "What do you even see in her?"
Monroe was already shielding Anna behind him, running his hands over her arms to check for scrapes. She looked physically unharmed.
"What kind of stupid question is that?" Monroe snapped back. "What I see in her is none of your damn business."
Jordan let out a cold laugh. "She just threw herself at me. A woman who actually loved you wouldn't do that. I pushed her off. It's what a man does when he has zero interest in cheating on his wife."
"She threw herself at you? Seriously, you think I'd buy that?" Monroe scoffed. "She used to be with Lionel, but they broke up. Why the hell would she make a play for you?"
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