Later on, every misstep seemed destined.
Their last remaining tacit understanding grew further and further apart...
What had changed, he didn't know.
But now, seeing the disappointment and disgust in her eyes, he suddenly realized that this was not the outcome he wanted.
He was terribly wrong.
"I'm sorry..." Freddy Nelson softly parted his lips.
Just three words.
Once, what he wanted to say to her was not just these three words.
But now, he didn't even have the right to say those three words.
He had hurt her.
Betrayed her trust.
"So, all the messages about my father were fake from beginning to end, crafted by you to drive a wedge between me and Chad Yakov?" Victoria Gibson wanted to smile, but the curve of her lips tasted bitter.
In her crystal-clear eyes, the gentle face of the man was reflected, just like in the past.
Yet deep down in her heart, she could no longer find a trace of familiarity.
