Together Apart: Her White Moonlight Has Returned Too Chapter 66: Make It Clear—Before Marriage or After?

Without waiting for Vera Yves to respond, Cecilia Vaughn laughed and said, "All of those attending are good friends of mine and Winston’s. You wouldn’t dare to co, would you?"

Vera Yves looked at her expression and said coldly, "Only those who have done sothing shaful wouldn’t have the guts to face others."

Cecilia Vaughn gritted her teeth but maintained a calm deanor, "You will never understand the relationship between Winston and . Even after he knew what I did, he simply sent abroad to relax, and he will soon bring back."

Vera Yves clenched her palm. Just to relax abroad?

Cecilia Vaughn continued, "I will always be first in his heart. Tonight’s gathering was organized personally by him. In the hearts of these friends, Winston and I are ant to be together quintessentially. You going would just be self-humiliation!"

"Do you have any sha?"

Hannah Hayes pulled Vera Yves behind her, looking at Cecilia Vaughn with irritation, "Don’t worry, tonight Vera will certainly arrive together with Winston on ti to see you off properly!"

Cecilia Vaughn smirked, "Alright, I’ll be waiting."

After speaking, Cecilia Vaughn left together with Samantha Warren.

At the hallway entrance, Samantha Warren lowered her voice, "Vera Yves and Mrs. Yves really don’t resemble each other at all! Could it be that they..."

Cecilia Vaughn glanced around, "Mom, keep this matter to yourself. Don’t ntion it to anyone!"

Inside the hall.

"Couldn’t resist provoking before leaving!" Hannah Hayes retracted her disdainful gaze, "Call Winston now, head over together with him tonight, let his gang of rowdy friends see who is the real Mrs. Valentine!"

Vera Yves had no intention of going.

Hannah Hayes glared at her with disappointnt, "Winston sent Cecilia Vaughn abroad for you, indicating you’re more important to him than Cecilia! What are you afraid of? She’s like a grasshopper at the end of autumn, can’t jump much longer."

He didn’t send Cecilia abroad because of her.

Vera Yves didn’t bother explaining to Hannah Hayes and got into the car.

Returning to the villa, Vera Yves felt she was alive again; the days spent in the hospital supposedly to safeguard her pregnancy felt more tornted like suffering. She couldn’t get used to the hospital bed and hardly slept through the night.

Vera Yves first washed away the sll of disinfectant before throwing herself onto the bed.

Lying on her familiar bed, she found herself wide awake again, thinking about the man who had been missing for three days.

Though she was used to his sudden coldness, it seed increasingly unbearable.

Linda Young’s call interrupted her wandering thoughts.

"Vera, I’ve investigated for you, the driver involved in the accident works for The Shelby Group." Linda Young hesitated, "Could it be a coincidence?"

It’s indeed linda Shelby’s style.

Apparently, linda Shelby didn’t intend to hide this, it was a warning for her.

Does he know?

If he knows, does he also think it’s her rightful ss?

Their avoidance these days is his stance?

Vera Yves watered the flowers in the backyard and sorted through so docunts. Busy until evening, Winston Valentine hadn’t returned to the villa.

Hannah Hayes called with a firm attitude, insisting Vera should attend tonight’s gathering with Winston.

Vera agreed but didn’t plan to go.

If you don’t go, I’ll go for you!" Hannah Hayes was infuriated enough to go herself.

"No!" Vera Yves couldn’t bear it, "I’ll go, alright?"

Only then did Hannah Hayes feel sowhat appeased, "Vera, this is a chance to regain pride. Rember how she flaunted when Winston stood by her? Now that Winston is on your side, you should make up for all the past grievances!"

Winston Valentine never stood on her side.

Vera Yves ate dinner, applied delicate makeup, chose a white shirt dress, and wore a pink woolen coat before heading out.

Old Mrs. Valentine had arranged a driver for her.

The driver took her to The Gilded Age, Vera Yves called Winston Valentine from outside The Gilded Age.

The phone rang for a long ti, but no one answered.

Vera Yves went straight into the clubhouse.

As she entered the private room, everyone inside instantly quieted down.

The mont Cecilia Vaughn saw Vera Yves appear, her heart hanging in suspense finally settled, Vera Yves ca, aning Winston Valentine surely will!

Vera Yves scanned the room but didn’t see Winston Valentine.

Theodore Xavier looked puzzled when he saw Vera Yves. Winston Valentine had said he wouldn’t co, so why was his wife here?

In the private room were more than ten people, Vera Yves was familiar with them all, though not close to any, a few were even high school classmates of Winston Valentine.

Theodore Xavier approached her, "I hadn’t heard you were coming."

Vera Yves courteously asked, "Winston Valentine isn’t here?"

Theodore Xavier vaguely replied, "He should... be arriving soon, have a seat, I’ll make a call."

Theodore Xavier left the room and called Winston Valentine.

"Why didn’t you tell your wife you’re not coming?"

Winston Valentine furrowed his brows, remaining silent for a mont, "I’ll be there soon, don’t let her drink alcohol."

He shut the computer, stood up, took his coat, his gaze landing on the sealed docunt that had been on the desk since afternoon.

It seed like a ferocious beast.

Winston Valentine rubbed his forehead, ultimately picking up the docunt before leaving.

Vera Yves sat on the sofa expressionless.

People around were playing mahjong, Cecilia Vaughn laughed at her, "Sister-in-law, want to play a round?"

Vera Yves looked at Cecilia Vaughn’s smile, feeling it was very fake. She shook her head, intending to leave.

Theodore Xavier had just returned to the private room, he handed Vera Yves juice and so snacks, "Sit down, Winston Valentine will be here soon."

Vera Yves reluctantly sat back down.

Soone beside invited Theodore Xavier to play mahjong, worried Vera Yves might be bored alone, he called her to join.

Vera Yves shook her head, not wanting to play.

Cecilia Vaughn deliberately said, "Sister-in-law, you can’t even play mahjong?"

Cecilia Vaughn smiled slyly, "Didn’t my uncle say you were dull?"

The group had expressions eager for drama, except for Theodore Xavier who seed sowhat annoyed.

Vera Yves already understood, Cecilia Vaughn was intentionally provoking her. She was now very curious to see what tricks Cecilia Vaughn had up her sleeve.

Vera Yves calmly said, "Who says I can’t?"

"Then you must be afraid of losing money!" Cecilia Vaughn asserted, "After all, it’s not your money, lose so and so be it. Last ti I had bad luck and lost a lot, my uncle covered it."

Next to her, Wendy Jennings chid in, "For years, hasn’t it always been wins are yours, losses are Winston’s?"

Vera Yves gracefully stood up and looked at Cecilia Vaughn, "It’s crucial to clarify whether it’s from before or after marriage. If after marriage, then I should get a share."

Cecilia Vaughn stared at Vera Yves’ calm deanor and clenched her palm tightly.

Vera Yves removed her coat, "It’s boring anyhow, I’ll play with you for a while."

"Mrs. Valentine honors us, let’s double the stakes tonight!" an oily-faced man looked at Vera Yves with so disdain, "Though rember, no crying if you lose much."

Wendy Jennings crossed her arms, contemptuously said, "Losing your husband’s money isn’t impressive, it’s your money that counts, do you have any?"