Airport.
Sarah Moore sat in the waiting room, waiting to board the plane.
Alia Miles and Damon Hawke arrived.
"Brooke."
Alia Miles’ eyes were sowhat red, and she grabbed Sarah Moore’s hand, refusing to let go.
The aning of reluctance was full.
Sarah Moore felt soft inside and squeezed her hand, "Okay, it’s not like we’re not going to see each other again, don’t be sad."
Alia Miles didn’t speak, just looked at Frost Moore with a resentful gaze.
This man is really unpredictable.
Why in the world is he in such a hurry to go back?
And never coming to Sea City again.
How infuriating.
"Mr. Moore, why are you in such a hurry to go back?"
Damon Hawke felt his wife’s low spirits and asked Frost Moore.
Frost Moore certainly couldn’t ignore Alia Miles’ reproachful look.
He slightly lowered his eyes and replied softly, "There’s so personal business I need to go back and handle. I’ll arrange for soone to co over and handle the related work here."
Forgive his selfishness.
No matter the reason, he wanted to leave here as soon as possible.
Damon Hawke didn’t ask more questions and checked the ti instead.
Craig Landers made that phone call, probably guessing sothing.
He should be rushing to the airport now.
Sarah Moore’s identity being exposed, can Craig Landers keep her?
While he was lost in his thoughts, Craig Landers’ voice rang out.
"Cindy."
That call of Cindy carried a hint of trembling excitent and urgent yearning.
Sarah Moore’s heart skipped a beat, and when she looked up, she t Craig Landers’ bright eyes.
He ca over with large strides, his forehead already dotted with sweat.
He was calling her!
He actually called her Cindy!
How did he suddenly recognize her?
Sarah Moore forced herself to remain calm as she watched Craig Landers walk up and stop in front of her.
Craig Landers looked at her intensely, grabbing her shoulders, his eyes flashing with countless emotions, "Cindy, are you going to keep deceiving ? You’ve caused so much pain."
This is his wife.
How could this heartless woman watch him yearn for her desperately and remain unmoved?
How could she?
Sarah Moore opened her mouth, wanting to say sothing.
But her throat felt blocked, and she didn’t know what to say.
At this mont, Frost Moore pulled her behind him, his gaze towards Craig Landers frighteningly cold.
"Mr. Landers, please have so respect. This is my sister, Sarah Moore, not Cindy."
Craig Landers had indeed discovered Sarah Moore’s true identity!
He really shouldn’t have brought her to Sea City.
"Your sister? Mr. Moore, my wife has a black mole on her chest. Do you dare let verify her identity?"
Craig Landers smirked, looking mockingly at Frost Moore.
Frost Moore’s gaze was as cold as ice. He said nothing, just pulling Sarah Moore away.
"Brooke, it’s ti to board. Let’s go."
"Stop, Mr. Moore. This is my wife. Where are you taking her?"
Quickly, Craig Landers grabbed Sarah Moore’s other hand, demanding.
"Craig Landers, let her go. I’m taking her back to Vexia."
"Frost Moore, I won’t let you take her."
"Let go."
"I won’t."
The two pulled from either side, and Sarah Moore’s brow furrowed, her hand hurting from the tugging.
Not far away, Nick Hook had just co out of the bathroom and saw the scene unfold.
He was startled and rushed over, calling out, "Kiki."
Then he looked around, unsure of what to do.
Another disruptor.
Sarah Moore rolled her eyes silently, then shouted in exasperation, "Enough, all of you, let go of ."
Her shout stunned both n.
Craig Landers saw her furrowed brow and released his hold first.
"Wife, did it hurt when I pulled you? I’m sorry."
Frost Moore’s face remained cold, but he also reacted, slightly loosening his grip, although he didn’t let her go.
Sarah Moore glanced at him, giving him a reassuring smile.
"Brother, I’ve given my word, I won’t go back on it."
She had said she wouldn’t acknowledge Craig Landers, so she wouldn’t stay and continue being Leia Quinn.
From now on, she would be Sarah Moore.
Frost Moore caught the complexity in his eyes at her words, then released her hand.
Sarah Moore turned to Craig Landers, her expression indifferent.
"Mr. Landers, the Leia Quinn from before is dead. The person standing in front of you now is Sarah Moore. Please have so respect."
Even if he knew her identity, she wouldn’t return to the past with him.
Nothing could be as it was before.
"Cindy, I know you’re angry with . It was my fault for not being by your side when you needed most. I know I was wrong."
Craig Landers looked at her, "But wife, you’re alive, and I’m your husband. That’s an indisputable fact. I can’t pretend you’re not here."
"Then let’s divorce." Sarah Moore replied calmly.
Craig Landers’ expression froze, "Divorce? Cindy, stop being ridiculous. I can’t divorce you."
"Why not divorce? Didn’t I sign our divorce agreent a long ti ago?"
Sarah Moore’s fingers unconsciously curled, "Besides, I was once pregnant, and the child... it’s Nick Hook’s. Wouldn’t you mind if I put a green hat on you?"
She had been pregnant!
She had put a green hat on him!
Craig Landers’ expression was both hideous and shocked.
He stared blankly at Leia Quinn, speechless.
Sarah Moore’s heart felt like it was being twisted by a knife, aching terribly.
Suppressing the sourness in her eyes, she looked to Frost Moore, "Brother, let’s go."
The child wasn’t Nick Hook’s, of course.
But it was a pain for a lifeti.
Let this be the excuse to stop him from pestering her.
Goodbye, Craig Landers.
Sarah Moore glanced at Alia Miles, giving her a reluctant smile, then left with Frost Moore and the nanny holding the little bundle to board the plane.
"No, it’s not true. Cindy, don’t go!"
Craig Landers watched Sarah Moore’s retreating figure, reacting quickly to try to stop her.
Nick Hook quickly blocked him, "Mr. Landers, can’t you understand what Kiki said? She doesn’t want to see you. Please don’t harass her anymore."
Craig Landers glanced at him, rembered previous events, and punched Nick Hook hard.
"Move aside!"
The man was full of hostility. Nick Hook staggered but charged back and started to fight Craig Landers.
Alia Miles watched the two entangled in a fight, speechlessly nudging Damon Hawke.
"Tom, go and separate them quickly."
This was an airport. Causing more trouble would attract security.
Damon Hawke complied, walking over to separate the two.
Both were in a disheveled state.
Nick Hook spat out a bloodied glob of saliva, made a provoking gesture with his pinky, and then grabbed his suitcase to head to the boarding gate.
He hurried and finally caught the sa flight as Sarah Moore.
He was worried about Sarah Moore recognizing Craig Landers.
Now it seed like the two really had no chance.
Delighted.
"Damon, let go. I have to find my wife."
Craig Landers’ face was extrely ugly, wanting to catch up with Sarah Moore.
Damon Hawke firmly held him back, "Wayne, calm down. Even if you catch up to her now, it won’t make a difference if she doesn’t want to return. She is now the rcer Family’s daughter, Sarah Moore. That identity is inescapable. You’ll find her eventually."
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