Chapter 272

Jason stared coldly at the woman kneeling on the bed in front of him. Her once delicate, graceful face was almost unrecognizable now. His old feelings for her had long since vanished—what was once true affection had turned into a bitter regret. Being tricked like that? It was torture. "Why me?" he asked, his voice low and emotionless. Wendy Ford gripped the bedsheet tighter, tears slipping down her scratched-up cheeks, her eyes red and swollen with grief. "Because I love you! I always have—from the time I was a kid. Jason, please forgive me," she cried. Jason narrowed his eyes slightly, letting out a cold laugh. "Love? Let's not kid ourselves. The one you really wanted was Tristan. I was just your backup plan." Wendy's voice cracked, "Back then you were like a brother to me. I didn't dare cross the line. That's why I buried everything deep down. I thought if I picked someone like Tristan, I'd have a better life. But now... now I really do love you. Look, even when I hated others, I nev