Chapter 8

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After Ethan Smith finished speaking with a cold face, he turned and left the basement. Listening to his footsteps fade away, I finally stood up, leaning against the wall. Over the Four days, I locked myself in my room, barely stepping outside. I only ate a few bites of the food the servants brought; no matter how nice the sunlight was outside, I never stepped out the door. I couldn't give Emma Wilson any more chances to frame me. Fortunately, Ethan Smith kept his word. He stayed with Emma Wilson these days and didn't even return home. Through gossip news, I repeatedly saw them appearing together. Emma Wilson held Ethan Smith's arm, smiling brightly, while Ethan Smith looked down at her with eyes so gentle they seemed to melt. The day before the wedding, I sat at my desk, writing d

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