Chapter 113 Did Uncle Finn Hurt Her?


    “What do you know? True love can’t be measured. Money is nothing when you spend it on someone you love,” someone whispered nearby.


    “Haha, Ms. Nadine sure is lucky. Mr. Lock really spoils her!”


    Those words couldn’t help but reach Nadine’s ears.


    Blushing, she covered her face and chuckled quietly, then looked at Finn with soft, affectionate eyes, shy and charming.


    One was radiant and blooming like a flower, the other cold and distant like ice-together, they drew every eye in the room.


    Nadine was soaking it all in,pletely rxed and enjoying the moment.


    Feeling satisfied, she didn’t forget to shoot a mocking look at Tess.


    So what if they’re still married?


    It’s obvious who Finn truly cares about!


    If Tess knows what’s good for her, she’ll know to back off instead of going against me and making things harder!


    Tess noticed the challenge in Nadine’s eyes as thetter lifted her chin and seemed to rest it on Finn’s shoulder.


    The man’s tall, broad build quietly became Nadine’s support-a mountain that pressed down on Tess, making it hard for her to breathe.


    Tess bit her lip hard, tasting the sharp sting of blood in her throat, tears filling her eyes.


    Grandma never liked Nadine, and Nadine never showed Grandma any respect or kindness-so how could she possibly value Grandma’s heirloom?


    A cold shiver ran through Tess’s heart. Her pink silk dress stuck damp to her palm, as if echoing her nearly broken spirit.


    She felt weak and miserable.


    That moment hit her like a p, forcing her to face the harsh reality.


    Her eyes grew distant, a bitter smile tugging at her lips.


    Abel watched, his heart twisting in pain, wishing he could just hold her andfort her gently.


    Finn nced at both of them from a distance.


    Tess, will you regret this?


    He cracked his knuckles, trying to calm the storm of emotions stirred by Tess’s lost look.


    All four were lost in their own thoughts as the auction wound down.


    Except for the pearl ne, Tess and Abel hadn’t bid on anything.


    Unlike her cheerful mood earlier, Tess now wore a nk and serious look.


    La seemed affected too but kept quiet as she’d been told.


    When the auctioneer’s gavel finally fell, ending the event, La softly cooed and reached her chubby little hand to touch Tess’s face gently. <fn6166> Read full story at Find_Novel(.</fn6166>


    Her bright eyes glistened with tears, as if saying, “Mom, don’t be sad. I’m here.”


    Tess’s carefully held calm broke again. She hugged the child close, smelling the faint scent of milk, while a heavy sadness settled deep inside her.


    What did I do to piss Finn off?


    Why would he target me when all I wanted was to get Grandma’s heirloom?


    Is one year in prison not punishment enough?


    I know he’s always looked down on me, but now that I’m letting him go, why is he still holding? How far does he n to go for revenge


    A cold hopelessness washed over her, sapping her strength and making her want to cry, but her eyes were too dry for tears.


    In the end, Tess could only manage a bitter, empty smile.


    Abel felt awful watching her but was helpless.


    He could only stand quietly by her side, unable to ease the pain in her eyes.


    Why is she so broken?


    Abel felt her pain as well but didn’t understand.


    Could it really be just about a ne?


    He frowned, watching Tess, opening his mouth to say something but swallowing the words.


    No.


    It has to be more than that.


    Abel nced toward Finn as he stood and led Nadine off to collect an exhibit.


    My gut tells me Tess and Uncle Finn know each other well-maybe even were close.


    Did Uncle Finn hurt her?


    Abel’s heart clenched.


    “Tess, I’ll do everything I can to buy that ne back for you.”


    The pain on Tess’s face struck Abel hard. We nched Li- E-


    Tess paused, then forced a weak smile and shook her head gently.


    “It’s okay.”


    Her voice was soft, tinged with despair.


    Abel felt a sharp ache spread through him.


    He couldn’t stand seeing her like this.


    He said nothing more but silently vowed to stay close and support her.


    This time, Tess didn’t refuse and got into Abel’s car without hesitation.


    As they drove off, a tall figure appeared by the doorway.


    Finn watched them speed away, his eyes dark and stormy.


    The warm yellow glow inside the car wrapped around their backs, making them seem inseparable.


    Finn’s gaze stayed locked on them, his knuckles cracking sharply under his sleeve.


    Only when soft footsteps sounded beside him did Finn blink slowly and pull back his cold, intense stare.