Chapter 33

She had seen too much of his kindness today. If only she had known how much he cared before he married Fiona-how different things might've been. How happy she could've been. But now? Now it didn't mean anything. Even if he truly loved her, she couldn't be with him. ‘Come on, Ariella, why are you crying? You don't even love him. You love Forrest. Whatever he does doesn't concern you.' Thinking you don't love him-refusing his feelings-do you think it'll make him upset? Probably not. He married Fiona, didn't he? That alone says he never really wanted you. So, what's the point of all these tears? Milla hadn't expected such a meltdown after revealing the truth. Ariella was sobbing like a child, and she panicked, snatching up a box of tissues and offering them quickly. "I'm fine, Milla. Head home tonight. I just need some space to think." Milla hesitated, unsure how to respond. Lucian had mentioned that if he was around, she didn't need to stay overnight. He wasn't here yet, but odds were he