He was momentarily stunned, but then his gaze sharpened, sincere and serious. “Ms. Cooper, you shouldn’t have been living in that kind of house.”
Jesse, eavesdropping on our conversation, couldn’t resist interrupting. He cupped my face in his hands and said, “Ms. Cooper, you deserve the best.”
He frowned, his little face scrunching up. “Ms. Cooper, it’s my fault. If only I had the ability to get you into House No. 2, it would have been so
much better.
I chuckled softly, but when I saw Aaron’s approving expression, I fell silent.
It had been a long time since anyone had told me that I deserved the best.
I had always wanted to take care of my appearance, to pamper myself, but Hank would always question, “Why to bother? You don’t even go out. Just take care of Alex, that’s enough.”
I wanted the best things, but Hank would always frown and ask, “Adrienne, do you really deserve them?”
Today, someone finally told me I deserved the best.
A wave of warmth surged inside me, leaving me speechless and deeply moved.
But we never expected Hank and Alex to show up at that moment.
Hank seemed a bit hesitant, his voice quieter than usual. “Adrienne, we came to help.”
I was taken aback, and a bit annoyed, sneering, “I don’t need your help.”
But they couldn’t leave.
Thanks to their celebrity status, a crowd quickly gathered at our stall.
Hank stood still, carefully and cautiously managing the crowd, arranging the fruits and handing them to customers.
Sweat drenched him, and he had lost his usual composure. For once, he seemed a bit flustered.
I could clearly see that, while working, he would occasionally glance at me, hoping for some sign of appreciation, seeking a response.
But I avoided every single one of his looks with cold indifference.
I continued cleaning up, feeling him gradually move closer.
He reached out and grabbed my hand, attempting to slide it into his pocket. His tone was low and pitiful. “Adrienne, please hear me out. I really know I was wrong. I’ve been blinded before…”
I said nothing, silently pulling my hand away and glaring at him with disdain.
I understood now. His apology was merely an attempt to win me back after losing so many fans.
I should have known from the start that the one Hank loved most was himself.
He wouldn’t believe that a simple apology could make me come back, would he?
Chapter 12
In the variety show, we all had to get our own breakfast, except for me.
Because every morning, Hank and Alex would bring breakfast to my room early.
Loves and a choked voice “Mom I know I was wrong. Can you stop being someone else’s mom? You’re only
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I coldly glanced at the food in front of me and handed it to a staff member standing nearby.
“Don’t bring this to me again.” I was completely unmoved, my tone icy. “There’s no need.”
“How is there no need?”
Alex was agitated, grabbing my hand as tears fell in large drops. “You haven’t even looked at me like this before. Don’t you want me anymore?!”
properly for so many days. You’ve never been
