PopularNovelChapter 147 Cynthia Lynwood's face went pale for a moment.
Meanwhile, Yvonne, standing beside her, sneered, "Oh, everyone in Alderburg knows that on your wedding day, Mr. Vance left you to find Cynthia. His heart belongs to her. Whether or not they're together, as long as Cynthia is around, you'll never have Mr. Vance." "And now that Cynthia is back, haven't you been cast aside?" Yvonne's words were like a dagger piercing Serena's heart.
Indeed, as long as Cynthia Lynwood existed, she would always be the one left behind.
"What's wrong? Cat got your tongue? So you know you're just the backup," Yvonne mocked.
"Yvonne!" Samuel interjected, displeased. "When Serena and Mr. Vance dated, they were a legitimate couple. But Miss Lynwood, constantly calling Mr. Vance— how is that any different from meddling in someone else's relationship? Or should I say, she's the real intruder!" With that, he took Serena's hand, saying, "Con, Serena, let's go." Serena looked up, something flickering in her eyes.
"Alright." As they turned to leave, they spotted Aaron, who had appeared unnoticed.
Serena's expression changed slightly.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAaron's face was tense, his dark eyes fixed on Samuel's hand holding Serena's wrist, emanating a fearsintensity.
Serena knew all too well.
This was Aaron's telltale sign before anger boiled over.
Her breath caught in her throat as she watched Aaron approach.
But Aaron didn't stop as he passed Serena.
Instead, he continued toward Cynthia Lynwood.
He only halted when he reached her side and asked, "What's everyone gathered here for?" Serena felt the tension in her shoulders ease.
Behind her, Yvonne's voice rang out again.
"Mr. Vance, you've arrived just in time. Someone was just calling Cynthia a homewrecker-you must clear her name!" Serena, still facing away from Aaron, felt her heart race.
"Who called Cynthia a homewrecker?" Aaron's voice was rich and smooth, like a fine wine.
"Serena," Yvonne chimed in again.
Samuel was about to protest, but Serena squeezed his hand.
Only then did he notice how cold her hand was.
Serena, however, was oblivious. All her senses were focused on her back.
There, she could feel a pair of deep, cold eyes devoid of emotion, staring at her.
"Cynthia is not a homewrecker. I don't want to hear that again!" Aaron's words were directed at everyone but aimed squarely at Serena.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSerena smiled slightly. "Samuel, let's go." Her voice was soft but resilient, like a rose emerging from the ground.
Samuel, feeling a pang of sympathy, glanced at Aaron with furrowed brows.
Aaron's eyes were as inscrutable as a m deep pool, giving nothing away. M "Alright. With that, Samuel led Serena quickly toward the exit.
They had barely taken a few steps when a cold laugh echoed behind them.
Serena didn't need to turn around to know it cfrom Aaron.
She knew Aaron too well, down to every hair on his head.
"Serena, aren't you a lover of antiques? Leaving as soon as you seecan it
be that you still can't forget me?" Aaron's voice remained deep and melodious, but Serena felt as though she had plunged into icy waters.
Taking a deep breath, she turned around, lifted her face into a smile, and met Aaron's gaze, speaking deliberately: "Samuel, let's go explore that section over there." With that, she dismissed Aaron entirely and strode toward the side hall.
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