The mask of my beloved
Beloved 63
Five o’clock in the afternoon.
Kathleen, dressed fashionably and looking beautiful, slung her bag over her shoulder and stepped out the door. She had barely left when a luxurious Maybach rolled up.
The car window lowered, and Nathan’s handsome face appeared before her.
“What are you doing here?” Kathleen was startled, her eyes instantly filled with a hint of wariness.
“Where’s Vanessa?”
“No idea. What do you want?”
“Tell her toe out.” Nathan’s tone was casual, tinged with impatience.
Kathleen had always been a wild, unreliable girl. Nathan had never thought highly of her, and because Vanessa was so close to her, he had always disliked their friendship.
“Oh, Nathan, what gives you the right to talk to me like that? Who do you think you are? Do you think I’m Vanessa, someone you can bully at will? Let me tell you, if youe to my ce to act tough, you’vee to the wrong door.” Kathleen was never one to indulge him. His dismissive tone instantly infuriated her, and she pointed at Nathan,unching into a tirade.
In her eyes, Nathan was nothing but a jerk, an idiot, a lunatic with a shriveled brain–utterly worthless.
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Nathan was enraged by her insults. “Kathleen, I’m warning you, hand over my wife right now, or I’lle in and search myself.”
“Ha, you dare to break into a private home? Impressive! Go ahead, try it, let’s see just how tough you really are.” Kathleen rolled up her sleeves. “I’ll call the media right now and let everyone see how Brookford’s richest man breaks into homes and bullies the weak.”
She picked up her phone, ready to make a call.
Nathan, feeling guilty, said coldly, “Kathleen, this is a quarrel between husband and wife. Why are you ying the viin here? In the end, she’ll have no choice but to return to the Powell’s vi and beg me for forgiveness. I’m here to pick her up–I’m giving her face. Is this really necessary?”
Kathleen paused, realizing he did have a point.
In the past years, every time Vanessa ran to her in tears, she would always go back to Nathan within three days to apologize and make up.
“So that’s why you don’t cherish her, treating her like a dog? Is that it?” Kathleen was furious, her face flushed red, teeth clenched.
“That’s between us as husband and wife. A woman nobody wants like you wouldn’t understand.” Nathan didn’t want to argue with Kathleen any further. After tossing out this humiliating remark, he turned the car around, mmed the elerator, and sped off.
“Nathan, you scumbag, bastard, green turtle egg, idiot, soft egg, bird egg… How dare you act/tough in front of me! Damn your ancestors for eighteen generations!” Kathleen stomped her feet in anger, clenching her fists. “Vanessa, if you go back to him again and beg for
forgiveness, don’t evere to me again.”
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Linden Grand Hotel.
Vanessa sneezed loudly.
Because she needed to take care of Kurt and monitor his condition at all times, she had to stay at the Linden Grand Hotel for the next few days.
She touched her nose and thought of Kathleen.
She should send her a message to let her know she wouldn’t being home to sleep for the next few nights.
She took out her phone and sent Kathleen a message.
But after a long while, Kathleen still hadn’t replied. Vanessa didn’t bother to care; she figured Kathleen would see it eventually.
Just as she was about to put her phone down.
Her WhatsApp notification sounded, and she quickly opened it.
It was another message from Evander: “Vanny, you said yesterday you’d treat me to dinner. Did you forget?”
Vanessa was taken aback, then remembered that she had indeed promised yesterday: if Jenny confessed about Susanna, she would treat him to a big meal.
“You’re not going to break your promise, are you?” Evander added.
“Fine, you pick the ce.” Vanessa gritted her teeth.
Evander quickly sent a sticker with flowers and a smiling face, along with a line: Linden Grand Hotel.
Vanessa nced at it–wasn’t that the hotel she was staying at? That
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worked out well; it was convenient, and she was hungry anyway.
“Alright, I’ll book a private room right now.”
“OK.”
After booking the private room and sending the details to Evander, Vanessa went to change her clothes.
Because she had left the Powell’s vi in a hurry, she hadn’t brought many clothes. She simply changed into a T–shirt and jeans, tied her hair into a ponytail, her forehead smooth, skin fair, big eyes bright and lively, her figure tall and youthful. As soon as she entered the elevator, she drew admiring nces from those around her.
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