Exposing the Charade of Deep Affection - Season 2 Episode 80

I didn’t know what the two had discussed before, but at this moment, Ashley’s questioning, presumably,

was due to some ruthless words Walter had said to her, which was why she was so unwilling to accept

it and questioned him.

I had originally thought that Walter would disdain to answer her questions in front of so many people,

but seeing his nearly ruthless black eyes sweep towards Ashley, his voice was low and indifferent, “Do

you think I would spare you a glance if I hadn’t mistaken you for someone else?”

As soon as he spoke, everyone present was stunned. Walter had always been reserved, and the

upbringing of the Hinton family had taught him never to easily reveal his emotions, and he hardly ever

spoke harshly to

anyone.

Not to mention that there were so many people around at that time.

Ashley probably hadn’t expected him to say such heartless words to her. She was stunned for a

moment, staring at him blankly, her eyes red and filled with grievance.

Walter’s expression remained unchanged, even somewhat indifferent, as he looked at her and said,

“For the past five years, I have been nothing but kind and fair to you. Don’t appear in front of me again.

I owe you nothing, and you know it well. I detest being bothered by others.”

After speaking, he gave Roy a look. Understanding, Roy forcibly took Ashley away.

Ashley was somewhat dazed when she was taken away. It was evident

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that she seemed to have not yet emerged from Walter’s indifference, and she hadn’t even accepted

Walter’s coldness.

I pursed my lips, calmly watching everything, and at the same time, I got to know Walter again.

I suddenly realized that I might not truly know Walter, even though we had been through life and death

together, even though I had been his wife for two years. But even so, I might not truly know the real

him.

“What happened?” William followed out, seeing Ashley being taken away, he asked aloud.

Emma looked at me and Walter, didn’t say a word, and took William back to the ward.

Suddenly, only Walter and I were left in the hallway.

I didn’t feel much sympathy for Ashley’s embarrassment. It was all her own fault, so I turned around

and prepared to leave directly.

“Let’s talk,” came Walter’s voice, low and steady.

I pursed my lips, my brows involuntarily furrowing as I said, “It seems there’s nothing for me to talk

about with Mr. Hinton.”

“May I treat you to a meal?” He began, his voice somewhat low, “Consider it as a thank you for coming

to visit Grandma.”

I furrowed my brows, “No…”

“Tabatha, must you have me beg you in humility to eat this meal?” He suddenly interrupted me, his

slender, jade-like figure standing before me, looking down at me.

His words left me choked up on the spot, unable to speak. It took me a while before I could look up at

him, “What would you like to eat, Mr.

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Hinton? It’s my treat,”

He didn’t answer, he just said, “Follow me.”

The garden restaurant in the city center.

In a restaurant where a meal cost four figures, luxurious and elegant, I sat on a genuine leather sofa by

the floor-to-ceiling window. I glanced at the scenery outside, in the depth of winter, the wintersweet in

the courtyard below was blooming brilliantly, a particularly pleasing sight to the eyes.

Walter greeted the waiter, this time he didn’t ask me what I wanted to eat, instead he took the initiative

to order the food.

After the waiter left, I shifted my gaze from the wintersweet in the yard to him. “What did Mr. Hinton

want to talk to me about?”

He looked at me, the man handsome and noble, his features so superior they were beyond reproach,

especially his eyes. They were like a tranquil pool of water, and if you stared into them for too long, you

would find yourself unconsciously sinking into their depths.

“I never touched her, nor did I ever have feelings for her.” His deep, magnetic voice echoed without a

ripple. My actions paused in my hands, I didn’t speak, just listened to him continue, “All these years of

protecting her, fulfilling her every request, it was because of the kindness she showed me back then.”

I pursed my lips, silently poured him a glass of water, and said indifferently, “You don’t need to tell me

these things, there’s no need for explanations between us anymore.”

Everything I said was sincere, without a trace of resentment. Afraid that he wouldn’t believe me, I

looked up at him and said seriously, “When I lost the child, I actually had the heart to kill you and

Ashley. I even thought I would haunt you for the rest of my life, making you pay

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for my child’s life. But I don’t know when, I suddenly let go. Maybe it was when I was in Chesterburg,

when I almost died in the sea, that I figured it out.”