Chapter 6
Emilia’s smile froze: “Blake, today is the day I become the Rothwell daughter in law. Making such a scene over an outsider seems inappropriate, don’t you think?”
“Outsider?” Blake laughed coldly. “Riley lived with the Rothwell family for twenty years. Who dares call her an outsider?“]
This statement hit Emilia like a slap in the face, completely shattering her previous triumph.]
Anger clouded her judgment as she said coldly: “Blake, have you forgotten?“]
“Who chose me instead of her?“[]
“Who personally said she should leave with nothing?“]
“What are you trying to do now?“]
Mr. and Mrs. Rothwell hurriedly stood up to smooth things over,
but
Blake was beyond listening.]
Emilia’s words stabbed him like knives.]
Yeah. He had driven Riley away himself. He had allowed the humiliation. Because of him, Riley had walked out of the Rothwell mansion in just her underwear, was surrounded by dozens of reporters, and became the laughingstock of the entire internet…]
“Where are those things now?” he asked the butler, his voice trembling.]
The butler stammered: “Uh… they should still be at the recycling center nearby. They were only delivered this afternoon.“[]
Without another word, Blake turned and rushed toward the door..
Emilia grabbed his wrist, her grip painfully tight.
“Blake, have you lost your mind?”
“You’re leaving me and all our guests for Riley’s worthless junk?“[]
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Blake forcefully shook off her hand, his eyes burning with unprecedented fury: “Let go
of
me! Those aren’t
worthless junk, they’re… they’re…“I
His voice suddenly choked, unable to continue.
Emilia’s expression turned vicious: “Blake Rothwell, if you walk out that door today, don’t blame me for…”
“O
“For what?” Blake coldly interrupted. “Treating me like you treated Riley? Making me leave with nothing too?“]
Emilia was stunned into silence, her face cycling between red and white as cold sweat broke out. She was just a marriage candidate–how could she possibly have the authority to throw out the Rothwell heir?]
She quickly forced a gentle smile: “I’m sorry, Blake. I was wrong.“[]
“I shouldn’t have disposed of Riley’s things without permission, and I shouldn’t have raised my voice at you.“[]
it’s pouring rain outside. Why don’t we wait until tomorrow when the weather clears, and I’ll go with you to retrieve everything, okay?”
Blake seized the opportunity to break free from her grasp and rushed into the rainstorm without looking back.[]
Bain quickly soaked his clothes and hair, but he paid no attention. His heart pounded wildly in his chest as a voice in his head kept sighing: too late, it’s all too late…]
He took out his phone to call Riley but froze with his hand in mid air. Because he suddenly remembered that yesterday when Riley left the Rothwell mansion, she had left her phone behind too.
In his mind flashed Kiley’s calm eyes as she left, and the resolute way she removed each item of clothing.
Rüey…”
Bain used with tears slid down his face []
Terporry.“]
At the recycling center nearby, wurkers were preparing to close when a soaking wet young man staggered in.]
“Where are the things delivered from the Rothwell house this afternoon?]
Blake asked heatlessly, rainwater dripping from his hair []
The workers exchanged glances before pointing to several soggy cardboard boxes in the corner.
Chapter 6
Blake
rushed over and
frantically opened
the
boxes–Riley’s clothes, books, and
albums were all soaked through.
Ink smeared,
photos
stuck together…
With trembling hands, he picked up a waterlogged diary and carefully opened it.☐
Riley’s elegant handwriting was blurred
but still legible.
“Blake cried again today because Emilia accidentally forgot his birthday. I made his favorite cake, but he didn’t
touch it…
“Blake has a fever of 102°F. I stayed up all night watching him. By dawn, brought a bouquet, Blake was SO happy…”
his temperature finally returned to
normal. Emilia
didn’t come until no
noon. Though
she
only
Well No The
yeal bei
