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Irene descended the stairs, her face as pale as a ghost. The mere sight of her was depressing.
Ever since Thomas had divorced her, the woman had become a shell of a person, barely taking a step out of the
house. The only time she seemed to regain energy was when she grew aggravated at the sight of Skylar on TV. She
wanted to smash the electronic device into pieces.
Avery got up and helped Irene sit down on the couch. “You still haven’t heard anything from Dad?” She’d never
once seen Thomas after the divorce.
Irene’s eye twitched in annoyance. “He has no right to come back here. Let him spend the rest of his life with that
witch of a woman and her daughter for all I care. Our house no longer welcomes him.”
Avery was upset that her parents were still having a cold war with each other. That being said, she didn’t harbor
any pity towards Thomas; he had been the one to push their once happy family to the brink of falling apart.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWhy is he so biased towards Skylar? I was the one who’s been his precious, spoilt princess since young!
Skylar lost track of time in the bathroom; her mind solely focused on repeatedly scrubbing soap all over her body.
That had been her first time being so “intimate” with such an ugly guy, and she prayed that it would be her last.
She’d never felt so humiliated before.
She could hear Madelyn happily greeting Tobias downstairs as she slipped a bathrobe on without bothering to tie
the ribbon together, letting it hang off of her frame.
Skylar had gotten into the habit of not wearing underwear when around Tobias.
She’d always hated the constricting feeling of wearing bras, and used to only wear a cotton undershirt under her
clothes before her debut as a celebrity.
Drinking in the sight of the woman before him, Tobias spoke up, “Get changed. I’m taking you somewhere.”
It was raining outside, and her hair was still dripping wet from the shower she’d just taken. Her legs were tired and
sore from having stood on stage all day, and the back of her ankles had blisters.
Do the designers for these big brands think that women have no bones in their feet or something? Their shoes are
horrible to wear.
“But it’s getting late,” Skylar pointed out. “I just want to rest at home.”
When Tobias reached up to touch Skylar’s flushed face, she unconsciously took a few steps back.
Just the mere motion of someone moving to touch her made her recall the greasy fat guy from the morning and
caused her to taste bile in her mouth.
“I’ll drive you there. It’s not like the rain is going to bother us that much.”
Sighing, Skylar eventually caved and agreed, worried that Tobias would think she was being unappreciative of his
kindness.
How she wished she could be as impulsive as any other ordinary girl and have the freedom to reject his advances
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmwhenever she wanted.
When she put on her clothes and went downstairs, she couldn’t find Tobias anywhere. “Mr. Ford went out to start
the car up,” Madelyn informed her. “Perhaps he was worried that it would be too cold for you and wanted to start
the heater up in advance. How kind of him!”
Skylar honestly didn’t know what Madelyn saw in Tobias, nor why the woman constantly praised him whenever he
came up in their conversations.
It felt weirdly like a mother-in-law slowly warming up to her future son-in-law.
Skylar needed a moment to get comfortable after stepping into the car that protected her from the cold wind and
harsh rain outside.
If it weren’t for him, I’d be tucked into bed and sleeping soundly right now.
After last time’s lesson, Skylar now remembered to put on her sunglasses when she went out.
“What’s with the sunglasses?” Tobias joked. “Are you pretending to be a legally blind person?”
They soon arrived at his house, not far from the Fords’ old residence.
He had only brought her here once all throughout the duration of their entire relationship.
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