The video was <b>fast</b>–forwarded<b>, </b><b>and </b>the sounds of their ambiguous entanglement became more
prominent. Mnie’s face turned pale. She flipped the phone over, mming it on the table. She then covered her mouth and dry heaved.
It was disgusting.
Yet, she could not stop the image of Howard’s infatuated and reckless appearance from shing through her mind. There was also his hand pressed <b>against </b>the woman’s back.
She did not feel sick when she heard Dn mention the man’s <b>affairs </b>before, or even when she saw him with <b>nca </b>at the hospital. In her subconscious mind, Howard <b>was </b>still her father, the <b>one </b>she imagined would always cherish her like a princess.
Even though she repeatedly told herself that Howard had long abandoned her, she could <b>not </b>help but remember the moments from her childhood when he would call her name while letting her sit on his shoulders.
She had been naive and did not imagine that things were this <b>bad</b>.
However, seeing Howard in the video now, Mnie only felt an indescribable disgust within her.
Taking a deep breath, she slowly regained herposure and looked at Matthew. She intended to confront him. However, no sound came out of her throat, which felt dry and tight.
Matthew observed her expression with a hint of mockery shing through his eyes. He tapped the table with his finger and sneered, “Can’t handle it?”
He then chuckled and added, “Well, it’s understandable. Who would want to have any association with such a disgusting person? Aren’t I right, my sister, Mnie?”
Mnie’s back broke out in a cold sweat at the way he enunciated the word ‘sister‘. She had noticed the glimpse of malice in Matthew’s eyes.
Almost instantly, a plethora of information raced through Mnie’s mind. They merged together, leading to one conclusion–Matthew was warning her. He was reminding her not to disclose the rtionship between him and Howard.
Matthew <b>had </b>never hidden his disdain for Howard. Mnie recalled Yvette’s remark about nobody knowing Matthew’s family situation. This meant he was sensitive about Howard’s presence, to the extent of not wanting others to know about the connection between them.
Who was he trying to hide it from? Or <b>was </b>he simply trying to distance himself from Howard? Regardless, if he wanted to distance himself, he <b>should </b>not <b>have </b>had any contact with Mnie.
What exactly did Matthew want?
Mnie closed her eyes, her thoughts all jumbled up in her mind. She then looked at Matthew deeply. He had a cup of tea in his hand. When he sensed Mnie’s gaze on him, he met it without even
flinching.
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When Mnie left, she <b>passed </b>by the adjacent private room, which was shut tightly. Thinking of the video Matthew had shown her, she could not help but furrow her brows.
It was 8:00 pm when <b>she </b>returned to the hotel. Mnie felt somewhat dazed. Matthew’s actions were like a fog, concealing an unspoken danger within. She walked back with a heavy heart.
At the elevator, she encountered Lee, who was rushing downstairs. When the man saw Mnie, he paused and frowned. “Mnie, where have you been? I’ve been trying to call you so many times, but
never answered.”
You
Mnie stopped. “Is there something you need?”
“Yeah, Mr. Scott <b>has </b>a fever.”