Jude suddenly let out a self–mocking laugh. “Leona, I didn’t mistake you for someone else. Of course I know it’s you. I regret it.”
“In our past life, Femma jumped into the sea to commit suicide and I got obsessed with the idea that if I saved her, my life would turn out differently. But I was completely, utterly wrong. The moment I chose her, I had already lost you.”
I frowned impatiently, wasn’t that obvious?
“Leona, I’ve already broken off the engagement with Femma. I’ll never marry her in this lifetime. It’s only now that I’ve finally realized how I truly feel. The one I’ve always loved… was you. I treated you badly in the past life. This time, let me make it up to you. Please… will you let me?”
“Leona, I’m begging you, just give me one more chance.”
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All I felt as I looked at Jude in front of me was how pathetic and ridiculous he seemed.
Back then, I got engaged to Jude. Simply because he was my fiancé, Femma just had to snatch him away.
But now that I no longer wanted him, she didn’t want him either.
Femma turned her sights on my husband, Yosef, trying to seduce him. But after getting burned and nearly ending up at the police station last time, she decided to give up on that idea.
I thought she’d finally settle down with Jude, tie him down for good. But to my surprise, it was Jude who chose to give her up.
I let out a long, heavy sigh and shoved Jude away. “Please have some self–respect. No matter who you end up with, it has nothing to do
with me. Just remember, I’m Yosef’s wife now. If you harass me again, don’t blame me for calling the police.”
Jude still wanted to pester me, but the next second, Yosef grabbed my hand and pulled me behind him, shielding me.
Jude instantly lost his nerve.
He knew all too well that these past few days, Yosef had been steadily taking over and restructuring everything.
He had already acquired all the companies under Jude’s name. Even my father’s company, Johnson Group, was falling over itself to curry favor with Yosef.
The same man who used to raise his hand against me without hesitation now didn’t dare mention severing ties.
Instead, he used me as a bridge to cozy up to Yosef.
He asked me to put in a good word for him, just for the sake of family, give him a few partnership opportunities.
That meant his company had already taken a nosedive.
It had reached such a desperate point that he had to set aside his pride and dignity to beg help from the daughter he once looked down. on the most.
I merely sneered. Sure enough, when faced with profit, emotions were the weakest bond.
“Sure,” I said, taking a sip of coffee and smiling. “As long as you divorce Femma’s mother and kowtow several times at my mom’s grave, I’ll agree.”
(The End)
