Second Chance: Marrying into Wealth Chapter 80

After all, Clara just wanted to see me get agitated and go crazy.

As for me, I just wouldn't give her the satisfaction.

Clara, however, still vaguely noticed my emotional change and continued, "The only good thing about Lawrence is that he's not entirely stupid. He knows how to avoid others' prying eyes. After all, you and he are so high-profile, so our dates were somewhat sneaky.

That's also what I'm dissatisfied with. I wanted you to know the truth and see you break down.

So, I told him that if he wanted to continue being with me, he had to break up with you.

Lawrence had been trying to please you for two or three years, right? So, how could he easily let go? But I wasn't afraid. I understand human nature too well, especially someone like Lawrence. I can see right through him.

The reason he hesitated was that he wasn't sure if the benefits I could offer him were greater than what he could get from you.

Moreover, he's very stingy. He invested so much in you, how could he easily let go?

So, when I took him to a hotel, it was the best hotel in Starlight City, and the best suite. I saw his eyes light up at that moment, but that shock wasn't enough. I pretended to be recognized by the hotel manager by chance. The manager blurted out 'Ms. Simpson,' although he corrected himself immediately, Lawrence already believed it.

As soon as the hotel manager left, you know what? Lawrence couldn't wait to ask me, 'Are you the daughter of the Simpson Group? Is this hotel owned by your family?' His expression, looking at me as if he saw gold, was almost drooling."

At this point, Clara's eyes flashed with disgust, even a bit of nausea.

She hated poor people like Lawrence looking at her with such eyes, but thinking about Lawrence's relationship with me, she got a bit excited, imagining how I would break down when I found out the truth.

I guess Clara must have been very happy seeing my outburst back then, satisfying her perverse psychological fantasies.

But now, I wouldn't have too many emotional fluctuations.

Clara glanced at me, furrowed her brows, but then seemed to think of something and relaxed.

Then she smiled and said, "You know what? I didn't deny it at the time. I just said I didn't want to be too high-profile and wanted to be on equal footing with him. Lawrence pretended to be moved, but his eyes couldn't hide his desire.

A man like Lawrence, shallow and greedy, how could he be worthy of someone with my family background? The way he looked at me made me feel disgusted and nauseous.

I'm not someone who would wrong myself.

Anyway, Lawrence already betrayed you. One day, you'll know the truth and break down just the same.

So, the next day, I left the hotel and went abroad.

I threw away my phone card, got a new one, and blocked and deleted him on WhatsApp. Lawrence couldn't find me at all.

You have no idea how many times he went to the hotel looking for me, even tried to get information about me from the hotel several times. He spent quite a bit of money staying at the hotel for that, and that money might have come from you!"

I lowered my eyes slightly and remained silent.

I remember there was a time when Lawrence seemed very stressed. I cared and asked him about it. At first, he didn't want to tell me, saying it was his own trouble and didn't want to pass the unhappiness onto me. But I was so blinded by love that I said I was his girlfriend.

Since I was his girlfriend, shouldn't he be honest with me and not hide anything from me? Then Lawrence, afraid of making me angry, "had to" tell me the reason: Missy was sick, but he had no money, and he was also anxious about work. I transferred $100,000 to him at that time.

He was so moved, promising to pay me back double and swearing to treat me well in the future, saying he was so lucky to have a girlfriend like me.

The ridiculous thing is, I didn't have the slightest doubt back then and felt incredibly happy instead.

Looking at Clara, I thought of another question, "Since you gave up on him, did you get moved by his actions and get back together with him, even truly love him, willing to continue being his mistress? Then you're really cheap, even worse than me."

I was passively deceived, too naive.

What about Clara? She knew Lawrence was unreliable but still entangled with him, both stupid and cheap.

Clara sneered, "Only you would fancy Lawrence. How could I be moved by such small favors? He kept pestering me, wanting to be with me."

She said this while deliberately looking at me with pity.

"I looked into your relationship when you were together, so I know how you fell step by step into the gentle trap Lawrence wove for you.

Speaking of which, you're short-sighted. Just a little bit of small favors, and you were completely taken in by him.

A bouquet of flowers, a scarf he said he knitted himself, buying you medicine when you were sick, bringing you breakfast in the rain, just these little things, and you were so moved, completely falling for him. How could you be so cheap!

Do you know what Lawrence did for me? When you were still moved by him working several part-time jobs to buy you a ring, which was actually a few hundred dollars second-hand.

But to be with me, when I was abroad, he didn't hesitate to fly over ten or twenty hours to spend Christmas with me, even rented a yacht to accompany me on a trip. I pretended to fall into the water, and he almost drowned saving me. I heard he got sick afterward, and you took care of him, right?"

Clara's words brought back memories.

That Christmas, Lawrence had promised to spend it with me, but he said Missy had an emergency, and he had to leave overnight. It turned out he went to see Clara.

When he came back, he came straight to me, and I found out he was sick. I thought it was because he cared so much about me, handling his matters and coming back to see me first, not even noticing he was sick.

I was both touched and heartbroken, taking care of him for days until he recovered.

But then I got sick when I went home, caught his illness, and was exhausted. To avoid making Lawrence feel guilty, I didn't tell him and made an excuse to go home to see my parents, but I was actually recuperating.

Thinking about my misplaced affection, especially for someone like Lawrence who didn't appreciate it, and knowing he got sick because of Clara, my resentment towards Lawrence deepened.

Clara said this to mock me.

I was indeed a joke, and so was Lawrence.

But Clara wouldn't think she wasn't a joke herself, right?

Clara being a mistress and feeling proud of it was shameless to the extreme.