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I shook my head and replied firmly, “I need to bring an umbrella to my husband.”
Finn’s eyes flashed with desperation: “Dahlia, do you really not love me anymore? We used to be so close…”
His eyes reddened: “Dahlia, how could you not love me anymore? I was wrong; I didn’t understand your feelings before.”
“Come back with us. That marriage certificate has to be fake…” he tried to persuade me.
I shook off his hand forcefully: “Stop making trouble!”
I warned them, “In a foreign country, illegally entering someone’s home gives me the right to shoot.”
They looked at me in pain, but I was no longer someone who could be easily manipulated by them.
Griffin walked in from outside, shaking the raindrops from his umbrella towards them.
“What? Now that Eloise is in your hands, you’re missing Dahlia’s benefits?” he mocked.
9
Since marrying Griffin, Maddox and Finn have become distant shadows in my life.
That day, Maddox tried to evoke our childhood friendship, recalling how I brought him an umbrella in the rain during high school, his eyes
shimmering.
Finn chimed in, mentioning how I always gave him the best birthday gifts and wanted to hold a party just for the three of us.
I smiled, looking at the row of carefully arranged wedding dress drafts behind them.
Those old materials had long been discarded by time, just like our feelings.
“The things you gave me disappeared years ago, and those designs are outdated,” I said calmly.
They paused, Maddox’s hand dropping helplessly, his eyes full of disappointment.
At that moment, Eloise suddenly rushed in, clinging to them, crying out not to leave her.
Her appearance surprised me.
Maddox and Finn struggled free, panicking, claiming they had always loved me and just wanted to temper my character.
I shook my head, knowing those were just excuses.
Seeing this, Eloise grew more agitated and pulled out a knife, rushing toward me.
She stumbled and angrily drew out a knife to charge at me.
“It’s all your fault, you wretch! Climbing to the top and tarnishing the Carter family name!”
Her eyes were bloodshot, her expression haggard, clearly having suffered much at home.
However, before Griffin could act, Maddox and Finn smashed chairs at Eloise.
Eloise struggled on the floor, unable to get up, while Maddox and Finn looked at me with hope.
“Dahlia, look, we really don’t like her anymore! We know how she used to target you, believe us, we won’t let her off easily, just look at us once more…” Their words were full of pleading.
It’s not that I didn’t know their true nature, but they always believed what they wanted to see.
As they were dragged out by the bodyguards, they were still shouting, just as I had been helplessly dragged out of the cemetery.
