Together Apart: Her White Moonlight Has Returned Too-Chapter 66: Make It Clear—Before Marriage or After?
Without waiting for Vera Yves to respond, Cecilia Vaughn laughed and said, "All of those attending are good friends of mine and Winston’s. You wouldn’t dare to come, would you?"
Vera Yves looked at her expression and said coldly, "Only those who have done something shameful wouldn’t have the guts to face others." 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞
Cecilia Vaughn gritted her teeth but maintained a calm demeanor, "You will never understand the relationship between Winston and me. Even after he knew what I did, he simply sent me abroad to relax, and he will soon bring me back."
Vera Yves clenched her palm. Just to relax abroad?
Cecilia Vaughn continued, "I will always be first in his heart. Tonight’s gathering was organized personally by him. In the hearts of these friends, Winston and I are meant to be together quintessentially. You going would just be self-humiliation!"
"Do you have any shame?"
Hannah Hayes pulled Vera Yves behind her, looking at Cecilia Vaughn with irritation, "Don’t worry, tonight Vera will certainly arrive together with Winston on time to see you off properly!"
Cecilia Vaughn smirked, "Alright, I’ll be waiting."
After speaking, Cecilia Vaughn left together with Samantha Warren.
At the hallway entrance, Samantha Warren lowered her voice, "Vera Yves and Mrs. Yves really don’t resemble each other at all! Could it be that they..."
Cecilia Vaughn glanced around, "Mom, keep this matter to yourself. Don’t mention it to anyone!"
Inside the hall.
"Couldn’t resist provoking before leaving!" Hannah Hayes retracted her disdainful gaze, "Call Winston now, head over together with him tonight, let his gang of rowdy friends see who is the real Mrs. Valentine!"
Vera Yves had no intention of going.
Hannah Hayes glared at her with disappointment, "Winston sent Cecilia Vaughn abroad for you, indicating you’re more important to him than Cecilia! What are you afraid of? She’s like a grasshopper at the end of autumn, can’t jump much longer."
He didn’t send Cecilia abroad because of her.
Vera Yves didn’t bother explaining to Hannah Hayes and got into the car.
Returning to the villa, Vera Yves felt she was alive again; the days spent in the hospital supposedly to safeguard her pregnancy felt more tormented like suffering. She couldn’t get used to the hospital bed and hardly slept through the night.
Vera Yves first washed away the smell of disinfectant before throwing herself onto the bed.
Lying on her familiar bed, she found herself wide awake again, thinking about the man who had been missing for three days.
Though she was used to his sudden coldness, it seemed increasingly unbearable.
Linda Young’s call interrupted her wandering thoughts.
"Vera, I’ve investigated for you, the driver involved in the accident works for The Shelby Group." Linda Young hesitated, "Could it be a coincidence?"
It’s indeed Melinda Shelby’s style.
Apparently, Melinda Shelby didn’t intend to hide this, it was a warning for her.
Does he know?
If he knows, does he also think it’s her rightful mess?
Their avoidance these days is his stance?
Vera Yves watered the flowers in the backyard and sorted through some documents. Busy until evening, Winston Valentine hadn’t returned to the villa.
Hannah Hayes called with a firm attitude, insisting Vera should attend tonight’s gathering with Winston.
Vera agreed but didn’t plan to go.
If you don’t go, I’ll go for you!" Hannah Hayes was infuriated enough to go herself.
"No!" Vera Yves couldn’t bear it, "I’ll go, alright?"
Only then did Hannah Hayes feel somewhat appeased, "Vera, this is a chance to regain pride. Remember how she flaunted when Winston stood by her? Now that Winston is on your side, you should make up for all the past grievances!"
Winston Valentine never stood on her side.
Vera Yves ate dinner, applied delicate makeup, chose a white shirt dress, and wore a pink woolen coat before heading out.
Old Mrs. Valentine had arranged a driver for her.
The driver took her to The Gilded Age, Vera Yves called Winston Valentine from outside The Gilded Age.
The phone rang for a long time, but no one answered.
Vera Yves went straight into the clubhouse.
As she entered the private room, everyone inside instantly quieted down.
The moment Cecilia Vaughn saw Vera Yves appear, her heart hanging in suspense finally settled, Vera Yves came, meaning Winston Valentine surely will!
Vera Yves scanned the room but didn’t see Winston Valentine.
Theodore Xavier looked puzzled when he saw Vera Yves. Winston Valentine had said he wouldn’t come, so why was his wife here?
In the private room were more than ten people, Vera Yves was familiar with them all, though not close to any, a few were even high school classmates of Winston Valentine.
Theodore Xavier approached her, "I hadn’t heard you were coming."
Vera Yves courteously asked, "Winston Valentine isn’t here?"
Theodore Xavier vaguely replied, "He should... be arriving soon, have a seat, I’ll make a call."
Theodore Xavier left the room and called Winston Valentine.
"Why didn’t you tell your wife you’re not coming?"
Winston Valentine furrowed his brows, remaining silent for a moment, "I’ll be there soon, don’t let her drink alcohol."
He shut the computer, stood up, took his coat, his gaze landing on the sealed document that had been on the desk since afternoon.
It seemed like a ferocious beast.
Winston Valentine rubbed his forehead, ultimately picking up the document before leaving.
Vera Yves sat on the sofa expressionless.
People around were playing mahjong, Cecilia Vaughn laughed at her, "Sister-in-law, want to play a round?"
Vera Yves looked at Cecilia Vaughn’s smile, feeling it was very fake. She shook her head, intending to leave.
Theodore Xavier had just returned to the private room, he handed Vera Yves juice and some snacks, "Sit down, Winston Valentine will be here soon."
Vera Yves reluctantly sat back down.
Someone beside invited Theodore Xavier to play mahjong, worried Vera Yves might be bored alone, he called her to join.
Vera Yves shook her head, not wanting to play.
Cecilia Vaughn deliberately said, "Sister-in-law, you can’t even play mahjong?"
Cecilia Vaughn smiled slyly, "Didn’t my uncle say you were dull?"
The group had expressions eager for drama, except for Theodore Xavier who seemed somewhat annoyed.
Vera Yves already understood, Cecilia Vaughn was intentionally provoking her. She was now very curious to see what tricks Cecilia Vaughn had up her sleeve.
Vera Yves calmly said, "Who says I can’t?"
"Then you must be afraid of losing money!" Cecilia Vaughn asserted, "After all, it’s not your money, lose some and so be it. Last time I had bad luck and lost a lot, my uncle covered it."
Next to her, Wendy Jennings chimed in, "For years, hasn’t it always been wins are yours, losses are Winston’s?"
Vera Yves gracefully stood up and looked at Cecilia Vaughn, "It’s crucial to clarify whether it’s from before or after marriage. If after marriage, then I should get a share."
Cecilia Vaughn stared at Vera Yves’ calm demeanor and clenched her palm tightly.
Vera Yves removed her coat, "It’s boring anyhow, I’ll play with you for a while."
"Mrs. Valentine honors us, let’s double the stakes tonight!" an oily-faced man looked at Vera Yves with some disdain, "Though remember, no crying if you lose much."
Wendy Jennings crossed her arms, contemptuously said, "Losing your husband’s money isn’t impressive, it’s your money that counts, do you have any?"
