NovelStartMya took two minutes to read the news.
The photos of Finnley and Eloise stung her. She ignored the slanders about her and looked carefully at them one by one.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"They are not forged..." she couldn't help feeling disappointed. So, he didn't even call her once last night because he was with his fiancée? Mya sat in bed, listless.
Eloise’s happy smile hurt her.
After a while, she read the articles slandering her that were all made up, and she was furious.
"You are the third party! Your whole family is a third party!" She cared about her reputation, of course. All the headlines referred to her as the mayor's daughter, which would definitely cause trouble for my father.
She heard footsteps coming, looked over, and saw the door open. Shirley came in anxiously. "Mya..." She saw Shirley holding her phone in her hand. She had probably just read the news.
"Mya..." Shirley came to her bed and saw Mya holding the phone, he quickly comforted her, "It's okay. You are only in your 20s, of course, you would meet the wrong person. But luckily, you aren't married to him yet. It's not too late." "What are you talking about, mom?" Mya felt aggrieved. "We haven't even started dating!” "That's good!" Shirley said angrily, "You shouldn't even make friends with men like him! Stay away from those scumbags in case of any danger!” "Mom." Mya defended for Finnley, "Finnley is not a scumbag.” "You have seen the photos," Shirley said bluntly, "Don't lie to yourself. What did he do after he sent you home? Did he call you? Did he text you? Did he come to see you? Did he even ask about you?" Mya didn’t know how to answer any of them and felt inexplicably sad.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“He was on a date,” Shirley spoke the truth and hoped Mya could see it, “In a new Italian restaurant. Do you know how much the bottle of wine was on their table? 18,000 dollars! His fiancée will be his future wife. Their families are equally wealthy and they are both engaged in business. Their parents and grandparents are all friends.” "Stop talking, mom," Mya said with a headache. "What does it have anything to do with me? I'm not someone to him. We have never even dated!” "That's right," Shirley said, "I just hope he still has a heart and will clarify the news after he reads it.” Mya did not speak. She asked for a few days off to have a good rest at home.
Her arm hurt, and so did her leg. Shirley personally changed her medicine for her, "What do you want for breakfast?" "Banana milk," Mya blurted out.
"What?" Shirley had never heard of it. "There's such a thing? Won't it taste awful? Have you tried it before?" Mya knew that the bakery was a bit far away and it wouldn't taste the same since it wasn't bought by Finnley.
"Forget it, | don't want to eat." Then she drew herself back into the covers.
"You need breakfast," Shirley said, "I'l go downstairs and ask the chef to cook you something and send breakfast upstairs for you. Have some rest." After Shirley left, Mya closed her eyes and slowly opened her eyes again. She was very upset.
She hadn't even dated him and now she was a third party now? Standing on the stairs, Shirley took out her phone and called Finnley. The number was on his resume and she saved it in her phone, thinking that she might need it someday. But she didn’t know it would be so soon.
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