Chapter 582

Jeffrey was fuming, his frustration reaching top as he scooped up Langston and marched over to

confront Karen.

"Why are you bringing up Heather again?"

"It's the truth, why can't I mention it? I hate her, plain and simple. Do I have to lie just to be with

you?"

"You—"

He always said he loved to party, but he could change that. He could cut ties with his high-society

friends. After all, they often needed him more than he needed them. But every time Karen brought

up Heather, Jeffrey just didn't know what to do.

It was something from the past, unchangeable.

He couldn't rewrite history even if he wanted to.

Langston watched the back-and-forth, sensing something more but not quite sure what it was.

Venturing a guess, he asked, "Aunt Karen, you dislike Mr. Turner?"

Without hesitation, Karen nodded. "Absolutely, I hate him."

"But Mr. Turner is really handsome! Aunt Karen, you always daydream looking at those hunky

celebrities' pictures, even saying you wish to marry one. Why would you dislike Mr. Turner? I think

he's way more handsome than those movie stars."

Karen was at a loss for words.

Jeffrey chuckled through his nose, rubbing Langston's cheek, "That's my boy, Langston, knows

quality when he sees it! Unlike someone..."

"He's handsome? Langston, have you not seen the scar on his face? That thing’s gonna stick for

life!" Karen, never one to back down, retaliated, "Let me tell you a secret, that scar is a lifelong

reminder from Mr. Turner’s beloved woman!"

"What beloved woman?" Jeffrey retorted without thinking, "When did Heather become my beloved?

Karen, can you stop making things up in your head?"

"Did I say your beloved was Heather? No, you're the one who brought her up!"

Jeffrey was speechless.

Karen shrugged, lifting Abigail onto her lap, "Stop wasting your time on me, Mr. Turner. Go have

your fun, don't hold back on my account. I wouldn't want you to feel all pent up!"

Jeffrey's eyes narrowed, his frustration palpable as he took several deep breaths, "Just remember,

we still have one more time. And until then, better not let me catch you with another man, or you'll

regret it!"

The threat hung in the air, as menacing as if he had vowed to give her a good thrashing.

Just the thought of it made her stomach churn.

"Are you kidding? So you're saying I should stay single forever until you decide to settle your score

with me?"

"Fine by me. There's no shortage of women hoping I'll turn their way. I won't miss one."

"Hah, count me out of that."

Karen despised the idea of clinging onto a relationship that was clearly over, of being the woman

who couldn't let go.

She was always the type to pick up and let go with ease. When she was with someone, she loved

fiercely and purely, playing the part of the doting lover. But the moment she found out her ex was

cheating, she packed up her things and left his place without a second thought. She cut off all

contact with him. Even after he tried to win her back for months, she didn't budge an inch.

Once tainted, she had no room in her heart for spoiled affection.