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Even his voice was different.
This man’s voice was quite hoarse, rich, and deep. It could be considered pleasant; in fact, it had a unique feeling.
Cecilia took a sip of coffee.
“I’m not saying you should have worn a voice changer. I didn’t want to wear it at first, either. It was the waitress
who suggested that wearing it would make blind dates more fun. So I thought, ‘Yeah, wearing it will give it a cosplay
vibe.’ So, I decided to wear it.
“As for whether you wear it or not, it doesn’t matter. The most important thing is whether we can have a good
conversation.
“If two people are in love, then voices…”
Cecilia trailed off, and her voice suddenly became melancholy.
Inevitably, her thoughts turned to Noel.
Noel was Cecilia’s first true love.
She had liked Julian before, but that didn’t count as love and didn’t leave a deep impression in her heart.
Noel, on the other hand, was someone who made her feel happy and experience the pain of happiness being
shattered because of love.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSuch a profound past couldn’t be ignored.
At that moment, she was sitting across a man.
She couldn’t help but compare them.
Comparing them in conversation.
“If two people are in love…”
They certainly wouldn’t be like Noel, accepting the Jarvises’ money and putting them both in an impossible situation.
“Don’t talk about voices. Even if there’s a disparity in family background, appearance, or even one being disabled
and the other having a mental illness, or maybe if one is ordinary and the other a genius, they can still be
together.”
As long as they loved each other.
Unfortunately, she didn’t have that kind of luck.
On the other hand, Diana and Fanny seemed to have found men who didn’t care about anything and still wanted to
be with them.
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Meanwhile, Fanny was lying in despair in the villa.
She didn’t even go to bed. Every day, she lay on the floor.
In the summer, it was stifling to stay outside the window.
The room didn’t have air conditioning on. Lying on the floor wasn’t cooling. In fact, it made her feel uncomfortable
all over, but she didn’t care.
She just wanted to get out of here.
Yet every exit, the walls, the windows, and even the sewer, had been rechecked by Oliver’s men. They were all
sealed airtight.
It was as if he wanted to imprison her until she died in here.
Could it be…?
Must she really give Oliver another child?
He had said that as long as she got pregnant again and gave birth to their child, he would let her go.
However, there were too many things she hadn’t done yet. She didn’t even know the surname and name of her
own parents, or whether they were properly buried after the accident all those years ago.
These things were all unclear.
She must seek revenge for her parents and make the man she had called Dad for over twenty years pay the price!
Most hateful was…
The fact she had to bear a child for the son of her enemy.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThat pained her. It suffocated her!
The phone was already in her hand.
Fanny bit her lip, and tightly clenched her fist.
Finally, she called him.
“Hello… Oliver.”
There was no affection in her tone, like there had been when they were siblings. The adoration in her voice when
they were married was also absent.
She sounded like she had been thrown into icy water in winter.
Oliver, who should be happy to receive her call, couldn’t muster any joy at all. An invisible heaviness and gloom
enveloped him.
His heart grew colder. “What’s wrong?”
He sounded impatient. Disgusted, even.
Fanny gripped the phone even more tightly. “Was what you said before true?”
“What did I say?”
She hesitated, finding it difficult to speak.
In an instant, Oliver seemed to suddenly realize something.
Did Fanny calling him mean she had completely changed her mind?
Did she want to reconcile with him?
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