A Love Rekindled

Chapter 63

I didn't know how Kate had concluded that the bag would suit me well. So, I lightly shook my head. "Aunt Kate, I can’t possibly accept such an expensive gift."

Kate's expression froze, and she pursed her lips awkwardly.

After a while. she finally sighed. "Nance, are you planning to settle down in Joddesdon and Saza?"

"What do you mean, Aunt Kate?" I asked

Kate picked up her coffee cup and sipped it. "I didn't recognize your uncle at the mall yesterday.”

I suddenly understood what she meant, and in that instant, my heart dropped.

Perhaps it was because we had been getting along relatively well recently that I almost forgot that we were never on the same side. "Nance, I didn't mean anything by it. I just wanted to say that since we're all residents here, if I can help in any way..."

"Mrs. Harold,” I coldly interrupted Kate, “I'm sorry, but I have to go back to work."

Kate would never understand that even though we were poor, we didn't need her cheap pity.

I then went around the building a few times before finally returning to the company.

But unfortunately, I bumped into Bruce at the lift.

Bruce's brows were tightly furrowed, and his jawline was tense, giving him a strong air.

But this could only mean that he was in a bad mood

Looking at the time, I guessed that he was here to pick Cindy up from work. But I couldn't tell which button would push Bruce over the edge. This mother-and-son duo really knew how to make trouble for others.

Nevertheless, I forced myself to say hello to him

However, Bruce merely hummed indifferently without even glancing at me. It was clear that he didn't want to converse with me. So, after getting on the lift, I tactfully stood behind Bruce, hoping to blend into the background.

Neither of us spoke.

Then, just when I thought I could have a moment of peace, Bruce suddenly said, "Doesn't it feel ironic?"

His question came out of nowhere, leaving me puzzled and unable to form an answer.

Observing my silence, Bruce repeated, "Doesn't it feel ironic to seduce another man in the same room you did it with your ex in?” He sounded calm, yet it felt like a slap in the face.

For a moment, I couldn't find the right words to respond, so I simply stood there silently.

But soon, I understood what Bruce was getting at—he was accusing me of seducing men back to the apartment we used to share.

It wasn't hard to guess that he had. seen Douglas sending me home ast night. After all, Cindy lived upstairs, SO itwasn't surprising for hirmto have witnessed the ordeal. ~~

I guessed he'd misunderstood my relationship with Douglas.

If it were ipthe past, I might have ~~ explainedmyself. But now, it only. felt like-an invisible hand was tightly gripping my heart, renderings me breathless.

Who was Bruee to criticize me? As I thought of this, I clenched my fists and looked up. “It seems like you're focusing on the wrong things, Mr. Harold." Shouldn't he be more concerned about Cindy?

Bruce turned around and stared at me with a cold gaze. “Nancy Fisher, you sure think highly of yourself." His tone was unreservedly mocking.

clenched my jaw, refusing to back. down. "Yeu were using the wrong words,Mr. Harold. And I think it?s my responsibility to set you Aight," I retorted. . to Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

However, Bruce didn't understand where I was getting at and merely remained silent, the light above him only accenting his cald features further.

But I'd had enough of him and spoke frankly, "You were never an ex, Bruce. Never."