Candace Ford felt as if she had been struck by lightning, completely frozen in place.
Her face, already devoid of color, was now even more deathly pale...
It seed as if all the blood in her body had coagulated.
Unsure how much ti passed, it was only when a piercing pain shot up from her soles that she dazedly raised her eyes to look at the man in front of her.
Under the bright lights, his features looked as if painted, standing silently by the window, his whole deanor exuding an ice-cold aura that repelled all strangers.
Back when she first entered college, she stumbled upon him walking by the pond with a group of curious classmates.
Listening to their screams and infatuated admiration, she inwardly resolved to win this man over.
Afterward, she deliberately found opportunities to encounter him, countless seemingly accidental etings were actually carefully planned and long awaited.
Heaven rewards those who strive; she finally made him her boyfriend.
She thought a beautiful romance had begun.
But the deeper their relationship grew, the more she felt Jonas Hawthorne seed to just treat her like an ordinary friend.
Whenever she tried to get close, Jonas Hawthorne would start to distance himself.
Throughout their ti together, the closest they ever got was rely holding hands.
And those few tis were initiated by her.
After graduating, she naturally expressed her desire to marry him, but he rejected her...
Subsequently, entangled in family disputes, she traveled abroad, and the relationship slowly faded.
Upon returning ho, she found he had married another woman.
How could she accept this?
She fought with all her might, pursued him, only to be told he never loved her...
Candace Ford suddenly curled her lips into a smile.
Heh heh...
How laughable!
When she looked at the man in front of her again, she realized his silhouette was a bit blurred, much like the young man in white she had cherished in her heart for years by the pond.
That graceful deanor, that warm and jade-like presence, was now nothing more than an illusion!
"Jonas, your heart is so cruel... You don’t love , then who do you love? Do you love Raine Sinclair?"
Candace Ford spoke, her voice gradually growing cold, losing the tenderness and grief from before.
Jonas Hawthorne gazed out the window at the sky, questioning himself with the sa question.
What is love?
He was well aware he didn’t love Candace Ford, so when exactly did he fall in love with Raine Sinclair?
Was it the first ti she appeared before him with that adorable, confused look, or was it the way she never wanted to leave, always surrounding him with her sunny, passionate nature, or perhaps the countless monts shared after marriage, living harmoniously...
He couldn’t pinpoint it, but the only certainty was his love for Raine Sinclair.
Candace Ford saw that although he didn’t respond, he also didn’t deny it, making the smile on her lips even more bitter.
"You know, you’re still the sa as before, not fond of speaking. But if you don’t deny sothing, it’s basically your tacit approval..."
Hearing her words, Jonas Hawthorne’s eyes flickered slightly.
Standing by the window with his hands behind his back, he suddenly replied, "I didn’t understand my feelings for her in the past, and it was only after you appeared that I realized I had already fallen in love with her."
Those few words pierced Candace Ford’s heart like a sharp knife.
In her mory, Jonas Hawthorne was soone who couldn’t possibly utter the word love.
Let alone admitting to loving soone...
Yet at this mont, he not only admitted it but did so openly...
He never said he loved her, not even liked her.
Candace Ford imdiately clenched her teeth, "Jonas Hawthorne, you love her, then what am I?! I did so much for you, we even lost our child, in your eyes, what am I?!"
All of her emotions erupted at this mont.
All the things unattainable, all the unwillingness, had co to this point...
Jonas Hawthorne didn’t answer this question but gradually turned around, his indifferent gaze laced with coldness, falling on her small face filled with indignation due to her excitent.
"Candace, everything you did back then wasn’t forced by , you don’t need to use it as a leash. Moreover, you still have relatives in Sedonia. Think more about them."
After leaving those words, Jonas Hawthorne stepped towards the door.
Candace Ford’s heart was shaken by his words, "What... what relatives?"
"The recent transactions in your bank account must be clearer to you than to ." Jonas Hawthorne sneered coldly.
"You... You know everything?" Candace Ford struggled to speak, realizing her connection with Sean Ford was sothing that couldn’t be kept hidden?
Her mind was instantly panicked!
If Jonas Hawthorne knew about this, it ant he had been investigating her all along?
When did he start?
"From now on, you and I have no ties."
With those words, Jonas Hawthorne left without any further explanation.
Candace Ford stood rigidly, stunned in place; she didn’t chase after him because she knew that even if she did, it would be to no avail.
Jonas Hawthorne spoke so definitively, even knowing about her second uncle’s existence...
All she did was funded by her second uncle’s money, as long as the transactions were traced, everything would be revealed.
Candace Ford gritted her teeth tight, suddenly feeling her legs weak, her whole body collapsed to the ground.
Had she truly lost completely?
No, she still hadn’t dealt with the old lady of the Hawthorne Family...
Even if she was defeated, she had to drag that old lady down with her!
Candace Ford tightly clenched her fist, pounding it onto the cold, hard floor!
She couldn’t lose everything!
——
When John Franklin found Raine Sinclair, she was sitting in the office waiting for him, still holding the baby’s examination results.
"All done?" Brian Franklin asked as he took the examination report and started reviewing it attentively.
"Yes." Raine Sinclair nodded slightly, her mood a bit downcast.
Two minutes later, John Franklin nodded, "Everything is normal with the baby. You need to co over once every half month; don’t slack off on the check-ups, if there’s any discomfort, call ."
"Second brother, are you staying?" Raine Sinclair asked in surprise.
Upon hearing this, John Franklin finally looked up at her, "Seeing how much of a workaholic you are, how can I leave with peace of mind? I’ll leave when you safely deliver the baby."
"Really?!" Raine Sinclair almost jumped up in excitent, "Brother, are you really staying?!"
"Really!" John Franklin said, having no choice but to admit, "Jordan Holden’s dical equipnt is impressive, but so details need improvent; I have to stay to conduct evaluation experints."
Raine Sinclair’s initial joy was instantly dampened with cold water, as she squinted at him, "You say you’re doing it for , but it’s actually for your experints!"
"This girl, do you think your second brother is that kind of person?"
"Isn’t it?!" Raine Sinclair humd.
John Franklin smiled gently and glanced outside the door, curiously asking, "Hasn’t Jonas Hawthorne arrived yet?"
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