The Unstoppable Comeback Of the Unrivaled Ex-Wife-Chapter 430 - 426

"Huh?"

Ethan looked at the pretty lady leaning on him with a dismayed face, feeling complicated. Not only he was confused, he even felt like laughing.

’What relationship?’

If he remembered correctly, the last time they met was at a banquet; they nearly got into a fight over the question of whether Ace and Joanna should reconcile. The scratch on his arm had just started forming a scab.

If that was the ’relationship’ she was talking about, it would certainly be unusual!

"Don’t just stand here, darling. Say something, don’t make me look like a third wheel..."

Clara acted as if she was a bystander. She exaggerated her actions and pinched the man’s arm quietly.

Her first thought was... ’Wow, this guy’s muscles feel really hard!’

Shirley’s eyes got even redder, and they were now filled with glistening tears. She bit her lip and, devoid of expression, said, "Yeah, say something, Ethan. I can accept whatever your relationship with her is. Just don’t... don’t make me look like the third wheel."

"Hmm, you can accept anything?"

The woman’s words pricked his heart like a thin needle.

He gave Shirley his heart and cherished her carefully for the past four years and pleased her in all sorts of ways like a puppy.

But in the end, their relationship remained one stage above friendship and one below courtship.

She could address him by his name. She would hold his hand and lean on his shoulder. In their most intimate moments, they would even kiss. Yet she was just reluctant to confirm their relationship.

After pursuing her for four years, he was tired and had had enough. He refused to let his feelings consume him any further.

"As you can see, Clara and I are a couple. If everything goes well, we will get married at the end of the year. We’ll invite you to our wedding," Ethan said nonchalantly with a smile.

Clara was dumbfounded and turned to look at the man in disbelief.

’What did he mean? Why is he more willing to go all out than me?’

Her intention was just to avenge her loss at the party, but he actually took the cue and made a greater scene out of it.

Shirley’s face turned paler, and her lips were trembling. She forced a smile and said, "Stop joking, Ethan. You don’t look like a couple at all. If this is your idea of revenge, then I think it’s simply childish. I won’t believe it, nor will I be angry with you. I’ll just... pity you."

Clara hated pretentious people the most. She only intended to watch the drama at first but could not help but refute, "Miss White, I cannot agree with you. My darling and I are not only a lovely couple, but our families are very compatible. Why do we not look like lovers?"

"Excuse me, miss. My words might have hurt you, but Ethan and I have been together for more than four years. No one knows him better than I..."

Shirley sized Clara up from top to bottom when she said that and suggested, "You are not Ethan’s type."

"What the hell?"

Clara lowered her head and looked at her flat chest, then at Shirley’s curvy body, and pouted subconsciously. "So what if you and Ethan have known each other for four years? I am his childhood friend. What type of girls does he like? What you say doesn’t count. He has the right to say it himself! Ethan, tell her honestly about what type of girl you like. I don’t want to see her getting hurt..."

Men normally couldn’t resist Shirley’s loving almond-shaped eyes.

Ethan looked at Shirley, then at Clara. Although they were about the same age, they were two completely different girls.

Shirley looked tender and lovable like a tiny white bunny, but the curves that lined her slender figure were extremely alluring. She was the woman that men would desire most.

Her face especially resembled Joanna’s, which was the reason he fell for her at first glance. Perhaps this was what love at first sight meant. And because of that, he loved her submissively for four years...

As for Clara, she was not unlike a fox, blessed with a pair of bright and enchanting eyes. Her skin wasn’t nearly as fair as Shirley’s, but it had a glowing tan that denoted its flawless condition. She exuded an elusive wildness as if she was the wind in the air that nothing could trap.

Contrastively, Clara’s personality was very similar to Joanna’s. She was straightforward, cheerful, and impartial. Her mind was also filled with brilliant ideas, in complete contrast to the usual superficial girl that craved attention.

In terms of who moved his heart more, it was certainly Shirley. But given the chance, he would rather choose Clara. He felt more relaxed and comfortable with her and, in a sense, not having to walk on eggshells all the time.

"Why would Clara be hurt?" Ethan suddenly wrapped his arm around Clara’s waist, posed intimately with her, and said with a wicked smile, "She is the woman I love the most, and I am the one she loves the most. We love each other dearly, and we are very happy."

Clara was dumbfounded.

Her scalp tingled, and she involuntarily tried to pull away from the man.

But the man reacted mischievously and held her tighter, ending up in a position that only made them look even more like a real loving couple.

"I don’t believe it! I won’t believe it!"

Shirley was completely flustered. Her tears gushed like a waterfall, and she almost lost her breath. "You know well enough how much you love me. I refuse to believe that you don’t love me anymore..."

"Huh? How do you know that I loved you? I thought perhaps you were blind and weren’t able to see it."

"I saw it. I really did. It’s just that... that I could not be with you because of my circumstance, I..."

"That’s enough. Even if I loved you, it is in the past. Clara is the one I love now, so stop bothering me."

After he said that, he kissed Clara’s forehead and said affectionately, "Let’s go, Clara."

Clara was speechless. Not only did her scalp feel numb, but she was also literally awash in goosebumps.

’Oh, save me, God. Why did I dig myself such a big hole? Now I have really fallen into it!’

Consequently, Clara could only walk toward Ethan’s wooden cabin, in his embrace, under the stares of everyone.

"Wait, wait for me!"

Shirley stumbled up from the ground and tried to catch up with them, but the door shut right in front of her face.

Camera flashes glimmered non-stop behind her. The crowd of fascinated onlookers broke into a fervent discussion about whether Shirley had been dumped.

"Ethan, open the door. I’m not finished. I have to talk to you... One minute is all I ask, just one bloody minute!"

Shirley banged on the door, crying so hard that her tears and snot streaked ugly lines all over her face.

She was the most attractive star during her most glorious moment, but now she was just an abandoned woman without a public image.