Chapter 573 For People Like Us, Love Is a Luxury
“Of course. If someone’s going to take responsibility, it’s gotta be Jonathan. No way I’m letting him off easy.”
This woman really was clear–headed.
She had never actually liked Jonathan–what she liked was his money. And she wasn’t shy about admitting it. Most people wouldn’t dare say something like that.
Ste didn’t respond right away.
Reba gave a dryugh. “What? Think I’m pathetic? I get it. People like me are just ants crawling on the ground. Girls like you, born in the clouds, would never understand.”
“I don’t look down on you,” Ste said calmly.
Not everyone was dealt the same hand in life.
If she hadn’t met the Dawson family, if she’d been born into a different home, who’s to say she would’ve been this lucky?
Reba smiled bitterly. “It’s fine if you do. I started working when I was fourteen. I’ve done everything- waiting tables, handing out flyers, working retail. You name it, I’ve done it.”
“Later, I found out bartending paid more, so I went for it. Morality doesn’t mean much when you’re broke.”
For some reason, she just kept talking to Ste.
Ste listened silently without interrupting.
Until Reba started talking about her rtionship with Jonathan.
Ste cut her off. “That’s enough. I already know–Jonathan’s a piece of trash.”
Reba paused… then chuckled.
“You’re right. He really is.”
Her voice was emotionless now when she mentioned him.
Maybe she’d meant it all along–she was never after Jonathan himself. Just his money.
Wonder how Jonathan would feel if he ever found out. Probably pathetic.
Ste asked, “You and Danny…?”
“I’m getting married.”
That answered her question.
“What?” Ste blinked. “Married?!”
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Reba nodded. “Danny says he’ll love me forever. Says he’ll protect me and Pete forever.”
Pete–her son. Technically, that made him Ste’s nephew.
Hearing Reba repeat Danny’s promise, Ste didn’t know what to say.
“Do you believe him?<b>” </b>
“Nope,” Reba replied tly.
Ste frowned. “Then why?”
“Danny has status, money. It’s good enough.”
“So, it’s about money again?”
Reba fell silent.
She pulled a cigarette case from her purse, lit one, and took a long drag.
Ste studied her carefully. From the side, she looked… almost sad.
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Then Reba said, “Love’s a luxury for people like you. People like us don’t have time to fall in love.”
“All we can talk about is money. Because…”
She paused, then looked straight at Ste. “Because we’ve been poor for too long.”
Those words stirred something in Ste.
She couldn’t fully understand what Reba meant, but she could feel the weight behind it.
Reba smoked the cigarette down to the filter.
Then she pulled a card from her purse and handed it to Ste.
“What’s this?” Ste asked.
“It’s for you.”
“I don’t want it.”
She didn’t need the money.
Reba smirked. “What, you think it’s dirty?”
“No.”
It wasn’t that. It was just… from everything Reba had said, Ste could tell she needed it more.
“Then take it,” Reba insisted. “It was meant for you anyway.”
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When she’d gotten the money from Jonathan, she had set a portion aside for Ste. She’d originally nned to give it to her back in Rivermount.
But something hade up, and the opportunity slipped away.
Now that they were both in Falvaria, she figured–why not now?
Ste frowned. “Meant for me? Why would you go out of your way to help me?”
They’d barely crossed paths before, barely exchanged a word.
Reba didn’t answer immediately.
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Her mind shed back to a night she didn’t want to remember–when she’d thought she was about to be assaulted by a group of thugs. But then a beer bottle had crashed nearby, scaring them off.
A warm coat was wrapped around her shoulders… it smelled nice. It felt safe.
She said nothing.
Just stepped forward and pushed the card into Ste’s hand..
Before Ste could react, she turned and walked away.
Ste instinctively moved to chase after her and return it.
But the moment she looked up and saw Reba’s retreating back, she froze.
There was something deeply lonely in it.
“Ste!”
She turned to see Marie striding toward her.
“What are you doing out here?” Marie scolded. “What if you ran into another pair of gossiping witches?”
Even though Ste had handled herself well earlier, Marie still worried.
To the Dawson family, Ste was still their baby–someone who always needed protection.
They couldn’t bear the thought of her getting hurt.
“What’s there to be afraid of?” Ste said. “If I run into more trash like them, I’ll just hit back. Besides, after what happened in there, who’s gonna have the nerve to run their mouth now?”
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