Chapter 4
“I didn’t want him to notice anything unusual before I left, in case something happened,” Gretchen remained silent for a moment, then nodded.
After that, I got up and went to the closet to pick out clothes, my ankle hurting.
Half an hour later, the two of them arrived at their destination.
The Wiggins’ villa was brightly lit. When Gretchen followed Howard through the door, the first thing she saw was Veronica sitting on the sofa.
She was wearing an elegant Chanel suit, chatting intimately with Brianna, while Edwin Wiggins nodded and smiled on the side
creating a harmonious scene.
“Howard is here!” Brianna greeted enthusiastically, completely ignoring Gretchen, and went straight to grab her son’s arm, “Veronica has been waiting for you for a long time.”
Howard paused for a moment, then instinctively glanced back at Gretchen.
He thought he would see her look of grievance, or at least a forced expression of sadness, but Gretchen just stood calmly on the side, as if all of this had nothing to do with her.
“Ms. Belton also came?” Veronica pretended to be surprised, then smiled gently, “Please have a seat, don’t be shy.”
Brianna glanced at Gretchen and said coldly, “Since you’re here, just behave yourself and don’t embarrass our family.”
Gretchen remained silent.
At the dinner table, Brianna and Veronica were gossiping about the socialite circle, Edwin and Howard were discussing company projects, and no one was talking to Gretchen.
She was like a ghost, quietly eating her food, with Brianna’s sarcastic remarks ringing in her ears.
“Having similar backgrounds is really important.”
“Some girls, they just lack self-awareness.”
“Veronica and Howard grew up together since they were kids, they know each other inside out, a perfect match.”
Gretchen heard these words too many times.
At first, Howard used to interrupt with a cold face, then he just frowned and said, “Mom, stop talking.” And now-
He didn’t even frown.
Gretchen lowered her head and drank the soup. The hot soup slid down her throat, but it couldn’t warm her cold heart.
After dinner, Howard drove them back home.
Veronica naturally sat in the passenger seat, Gretchen sat alone in the back seat.
In the car, there was Veronica’s favorite song playing. She was smiling and discussing the dinner with Howard.
Gretchen looked at the blurry neon lights outside the window, suddenly remembered that winter, Howard rode a second-hand bicycle to take her home, she hugged his waist, and put her frozen hands in his coat pocket.
“Grete, when I had money, I would definitely buy a good car and never let you freeze again.”
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Now he does have money, but it’s not her sitting in the passenger seat.
The blinding headlights suddenly shone over, she didn’t react in time, and then saw a truck out of control rushing towards
them.
“Bang!”
In a loud crash, Gretchen saw Howard jump towards the passenger seat without hesitation, using his body to shield Veronica.
And she, was thrown forward by inertia, her forehead hitting the windshield, blood instantly blurring her vision.
In the last second before consciousness faded, she clearly heard the sound of her heart breaking.
Originally, even at a critical moment of life and death, he now no longer chooses her.
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When she woke up again, Gretchen found herself lying in a hospital bed.
The wound on her forehead was already bandaged, and the old injury on her ankle got worse. She was in so much pain that she
couldn’t move.
She stood up straight, the door of the ward was pushed open, Brianna walked in wearing high heels.
“Gretchen, didn’t I tell you to go abroad?” She looked down at Gretchen, her eyes full of disdain. “You’re still here, still dreaming of marrying into the Wiggins family?”
Gretchen looked at her calmly and said, “No, the paperwork isn’t done yet. Don’t worry, as soon as the visa is approved, I’ll leave immediately.”
She paused, “She walked far away, he could never find her.”
Brianna sneered, “Hope you walk the talk.”
As soon as the words fell, the door of the ward was pushed open again.
Howard stood at the door, looking gloomy. “Leaving? Who’s leaving?”
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