Chapter 83

“Mr. More, let it go. Even if Benjamin wanted to do something to Ms. Weiss, it’d be perfectly legal.”

“They’re married.”

“Benjamin and Shirley are already married”

“I said Shirley got married. The day you left for Newlandia, she went to the city hall with Benjamin. Half of Elderstone knows about it Marley’s word echoed relentlessly in Samuel’s mind Shirley and Benjamin married the same day he and Sophia left for Newlandia. The entirety of Elderstone knew about it, except for him.

So that night she hadn’t hed. She really had gotten married, and the groom was Benjamin.

No wonder she deleted everything about him. No wonder Benjamin had said he was taking back what was his.

She’d been some alco’s wide for over a week altrady.

A faint chime broke Samuel from his date. It was a low battery warning from Shirley’s phone. He glanced down and saw it lying on the floor Picking it up, he easily unlocked it using the passwd he knew. He opened her social media app and rapped into her posts.

There was only one photo Nothing else. The photo showed two hands, both wearing matching diamond rings on their ring fingers. It was unmistakably a pair of couple rings must be their wedding ring. Samuel had seen that ring before on Benjamin’s hand. It must be their wedding ri His are finedun the photo, unable to look away. They were other for six years. He knew Shirley’s hands like the back of his own Her hands were slender yet soft, with perfectly trimmed nails and a natural pink hue. They felt warm and delicate like they’d melt into his palms.

He finally noticed the caption on the photo Today’s the oth of May. I got married.”

Samuel’s heart tightened as his face drained of color, turning ghostly pale.

She was married, and now, she was someone else’s wife is a young girl boldly walked toward him.

Samuel seemed to recall the party six years ago. The crowd watched with disbelief and disdain as a “Why me?” he had asked.

“Because I like you!” she’d replied, her voce light but persistent Her bright, beautiful eyes sparkled with confidence.

She’d been so stunning then, like a porcelain doll, her gaze clear and fearless.

“Your patents won’t approve. I’m crippled,” he had said bitterly “So what?” she’d replied firmly, her stubborn and unwavering tone. “Samuel, I won’t choose anyone else tonight. Only you, had tilted her head, her curiosity breaking through. “What about Sophia? What’s your relationship with her? I saw you carrying her once after school”

“She’s the driver’s daughter,” he’d explained. “She twisted her ankle that day.”

“And do you like her?”

“I’m friends with her brother, Billy. She’s like a little sister to me, nothing more.

“Really?”

“Of course.”

“Samuel, I trust you.”