Chapter 211
Liam Sterling stood there quietly, thinking to himself that if he were the one doing the talking, things would definitely get a lot more dramatic.
“Fiona, are you okay? Want to take a break?” Ariella Rios leaned in close and asked in a low voice.
Their hands were clasped tightly together—Fiona Ross’s fingertips were trembling.
She wanted so badly to rush over to Alex Bloom, grab him, and shout that she still loved him, beg him not to care for someone else. She couldn’t take it.
She stood frozen, feeling like her heart was being cut open by a thousand blades—unbearably painful and completely raw.
But this wasn’t the time or place to throw a scene. She couldn’t. She also couldn't tell him the truth—not with the fear that it might spark an even nastier clash between Alex and her father.
Mrs. Sterling noticed how pale Fiona looked. Probably assuming it was her fault for letting things get out of hand under her roof, and afraid the young couple might blame her.
Seeing Ariella care so much a

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