Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime

After the initial shock, her heart felt a bit sour.

So he had disappeared for so many days not because he was busy, but because he was infatuated with another woman…

This realization brought confusion to Purple Summer’s heart, making her feel as if it were both expected and unexpected.

Almost subconsciously, scenes flashed through her mind of Alexander Summers cooking for her, carrying her down the mountain, and all the sweet nothings he had whispered.

Had he done the same things and said the same words to other women?

Purple felt empty inside, not even knowing what she was losing.

Just then, she saw May Francis rush up!

It seemed May had been waiting deliberately at the hotel entrance, and as soon as Alexander and his companion emerged, she went straight up to confront him.

Their distance was too great for Purple to hear their conversation, but Alexander’s expression seemed cold and heartless. He didn’t even spare May a glance before leaving indifferently with his companion.

May’s emotions crumbled, and she shouted after them through her sobs, “You promised to take care of me for the rest of my life!

Alexander acted as if he hadn’t heard.

But her words felt like a smack to Purple’s face, jolting her back to reality!

The overwhelming bitterness in her heart vanished in an instant.

Purple was dazed.

What was she even jealous about…?

A man who bullied, coerced, and monitored her; she should hate him, not feel jealous about him. Had she really fallen for him after being oppressed for so long and tasting just a bit of sweetness?…

She really had developed Stockholm Syndrome!

Wake up, Suzanne! Why let yourself be moved by a man who forced you into his control? Don’t let yourself become degraded!

She stared blankly across the street.

– In despair, May squatted by the roadside, hugging her knees and crying uncontrollably.

Purple saw this as a warning from the heavens.

By allowing her to witness this scene today, the heavens had warned her not to let her guard down and fall into Alexander’s trap. Otherwise, she might become the next May Francis –

Pampered with love, only to be coldly discarded later! A cheap, miserable woman without dignity, toyed with and humiliated!

Purple’s heart was cold, like the frosty air of an early autumn morning.

“Hey, what’s wrong?”

A crisp female voice brought her back to reality.

It was Zara Jameson.

Zara Jameson laughed, “I thought I’d be the first one here, but you beat me to it! Hey, what were you thinking about just now? I called you a few times, but you didn’t respond.”

Purple tried to force a smile in response, but realized she couldn’t…

Zara sensed something off with her mood, but since Purple didn’t seem to want to talk about it, Zara played dumb, “So, what do you want to drink, I’ll treat you.”

She ordered a sea salt coffee.

When Purple returned to their seat after getting the coffee, there was no one across the street.

May had left.

The man who once promised to take care of May for the rest of her life, treated his promises like childish games, and was now embracing another woman. They had emerged from the hotel, presumably after a night of passionate lovemaking.

Thinking about the details, Purple shivered with disgust.

It was disgusting!

Alexander had also pinned her beneath him before, though he had never really entered her body. Still, his invasion and humiliation of her body had been countless!

The more she thought about it, the more Purple felt Alexander was the ultimate scum, not even sparing his own sister! He was simply beyond redemption!

Fortunately, he had found a new love and was presumably too infatuated to even think of bothering her again.

Purple’s gloomy heart felt like a small window had been opened and was slowly brightening.

On second thought, the pain in her heart seemed downright stupid.

She should be happy – she was finally free from Alexander Summers!