Chapter 1777
Madeline Crawford and Jeremy Whitman
When Cathy, who was in the open kitchen, saw this, she hastily ran to the living room.
âAre you okay?â Cathy examined Shirley with concern.
When Adam heard the sound, he ran back to the house, quickening his pace, then saw Shirley who sat motionlessly in the wheelchair as if she had lost her mind, and he suddenly felt worried.
As Adam got closer and noticed the wedding invitation that fell out of the rubbish bin, he immediately understood why Shirley was like this.
Without batting an eyelid, he grabbed a broom and swept the trash on the floor, including the wedding invitation, into the dustpan.
âDid you throw this away?â Shirley questioned; her voice was extremely cold.
Adam calmly asked, âShould I not have thrown this kind of trash away, and kept this eyesore instead?â
âTrash? Give it to me,â Shirley ordered, her fists clenched.
Adam ignored her and immediately threw the invitation card into the rubbish bin.
When Shirley saw this, she furiously bit her lip, then, using the only strength left in her upper body, bent down to grab the rubbish bin.
However, Adam, who was faster than her, kicked the bin behind him. He did not want Shirley to grab hold of the invitation even if the trash would dirty the house.
Shirley abruptly froze, her hand still outstretched, then returned to her senses and glared at Adam, baring her teeth. âAdam, Iâm giving you one last chance. Give me the invitation card!â
âShirley, are you still going to be so obstinate even after reaching this stage? This man has been using you this whole time. Donât tell me you still canâ t understand that?â
When Shirley heard this, she chuckled, laughing at herself. âHeâs willing to do this to me, and Iâm willing to endure it, so itâs none of your business, isnât it?â she asked sarcastically; her eyes grew sharp and piercing.
âAdam, donât make me do anything crazy again. I want you to give me the invitation now!â
However, Adam persisted. âOkay, I want to see what other crazy things you can do. How much crazier could it be? The most you could give is your life. Youâre so stubborn when it comes to this man, and I donât believe youâd be willing to give up on your life for him.â
âYouâ¦â
Anger surged within Shirleyâs heart, but she had to admit that Adamâs words were on point.
How could she be willing to die? How could she be willing to never see that man again?
As the air around them grew tense, Cathy picked up the invitation and walked up to Shirley, handing it to her.
âCathy?â Adam was puzzled at Cathyâs actions. 1 Meanwhile, Shirley too had not expected Cathy to do this; for a moment, she even forgot to grab it.
âHere you go.â
Cathy nudged Shirley, then turned to smile at Adam.
âIâve always felt that she has the right to take care of her business. Adam, I know youâre doing this for Miss Brownâs sake, but your methods of conveying that have been a little extreme. At the end of the day, this is Miss Brownâs private matter, so we donât have the right to interfere.â
Adam and Shirley momentarily fell silent as Cathyâs words.
After being momentarily lost in thought, Shirley immediately reached out her hand to grab the invitation Cathy was holding.
Tears had blurred Shirleyâs vision earlier, so she was hoping that she saw it wrongly. However, as she held the invitation, the gold-pressed words in front of her were as clear as day.
He was going to get married. Two days from now.
At the most luxurious six-star hotel in Glendale. She also knew the bride.
Shirley gripped the corner of the invitation card; her fingers trembled intensely.
The corners of her eyes started to get wet again, but she never let her tears fall.