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Tamara lowered her eyes, hiding a smirk, but when she turned back, she looked fragile. “Then why did you ask?”
Milford fell silent for a moment before gently pulling her back to her seat. “Forget it. Maybe I misunderstood.”
Tamara leaned into his embrace, her voice soft and timid. “Milford, I’m really scared… scared that one day you won’t want me anymore.”
Milford gently patted her back, but his eyes remained complicated. He didn’t know who to believe anymore.
After parting ways with Milford, Tamara returned to the Sloan residence. As soon as she walked in, with red-rimmed eyes and teardrops still clinging to her lashes, she looked pitiful.
“Tamara?” Josiah Sloan was sitting on the sofa reading a document. Seeing her state, he immediately put down his work and stood up, frowning. “What happened? Who bullied you?”
Tamara bit her lip and shook her head gently, her voice barely; a whisper. “N-nothing… I’m just a little tired.”
But her tears fell like broken pearls, impossible to stop. Anyone could see she had been wronged.
Josiah’s face darkened. He walked straight up to her, his tone hard. “Was it Milford?”
Who else could it be? She had gone out on a date with him happily, only to return looking like
this.
Tamara didn’t speak; she just lowered her head, shoulders trembling.
Her silence was confirmation.
“What did he do?” Josiah demanded. That boy from the Sherwood family was usually polite and knew his place, and Tamara adored him. Returning in this state was rare.
Clive, coming down from upstairs, saw Tamara and quickened his pace. “What’s wrong? Did Milford mistreat you?”
Josiah narrowed his eyes, patting Tamara’s shoulder gently. His voice was warm to her, but cold underneath. “Tamara, don’t be afraid. Tell me. What did he do?”
Tamara finally lifted her teary face, choking out, “He… he suddenly asked me today if I was the one who pushed Yvonne down the stairs back then…”
This subject was a forbidden zone for the Sloan family. After all, they were the ones who had
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destroyed the camera footage to hide the truth.
As soon as Tamara mentioned it, Clive’s expression changed instantly. Josiah hadn’t been present at the time and didn’t know the full truth; he had simply believed what his parents told him.
“Why would he suddenly ask that?” Clive’s tone turned sinister.
Had Yvonne recovered her memory?
Tamara sobbed, sounding helpless. “I don’t know. Ever since my sister got out of prison, Milford has been distracted. Today he outright suspected me. Does he… does he not want to marry me anymore?”
The more she spoke, the more heartbroken she seemed.
Clive’s eyes turned cold and fierce. He wanted to beat Milford to a pulp. “That Sherwood kid! Does he think the Sloans are pushovers?”
Josiah, who disliked gossiping behind people’s backs, immediately dialed Milford’s number
to confront him.
“Milford, what is the meaning of this? Tamara is devoted to you, yet you suspect her based on baseless claims?”
On the other end of the line, Milford was silent for a moment before replying in a deep voice, “I just want to clear up what happened back then.”
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