“In Chay end, Mr. Langston Inough Ms. Smith hack alone.”
Whitney narrated the story as if it were a suspense novel. Indeed, a tragic love story like this was mysterious and intriguing
Avery was engrossed. “Why would she kill herself? Didn’t Mr. Langston Senior ghee them his blessing?”
“I heard that after giving birth to Ms. Seith, she suffered from postpartum depression. Later on, she began to lucks would cause Mr. Lingular roeventually dislike be
to feeli
unworthy of Mr. Langston due to her age. She was worried that her fading
“she couldn’t accept that Mr. Langston might fall out of love with her in the future, so she chose to die when he loved her the most”
That way, the would permanently copy space in his heart–a place that no one could ever take.
¿very bit in the cake and nudded That was such a clever nove, dovely could tell that she was a smart person
Ihan kan it really worth trading her life like that?”
Alberward, Mr. Langston Senior’s
wish was to see Mr. Langston get married” Whitney paused for a moment and glanced at Avery several times.
“Ms. Harper, I wonder if you’ve heard, but your appearance….
Avery’s mouth widened in surprise. “Are you telling me that I Gideon’s private tutor?”
This was straight out of a romance novel
It was no wonder that the first time she met Gi
cat the club, his intends had said that she was clearly his type
i quen thut he looked the his tast love, triggering his memosies of lies. Just as they were pessiping, the door opened with a click. All around
She had no ma karup on, but her whole presence seamed wealth and privilege
she neatly placed her shoes on the sack and called out wearily, “Whinney, get a glass of water
“Ms. Smith, you’he back, Whitney said with a undle. She quickly got up to pour Lydia a drink.
Aveny was feeling nervous, unauze på how to face the young princess–like Lady who’d grown up pampered by Gideon
age of 8 walked in. She was in a big
hain in a high ponytail and was dressed in a dancer’s practice outfit.
