How to Destroy a Cheater Without Saying Goodbye novel Chapter 55

She'd watched Hedwig grow up—she'd never hurt her, always treated her as her own little sister, even better than Ingrid. But despite knowing firsthand how much it hurt to be deceived by someone you love, Hedwig had still chosen to help Eddy lie to her.

What was worse, Hedwig had even tried to hurt her son, Healy. She knew exactly how painful it was for a child to witness their own father's betrayal, yet she'd let it happen.

Blanche would never forgive Hedwig for that.

Blanche didn't want Hedwig to let anything slip to Eddy, so she took her by the arm. "I just spoke to Jeannette. She's not your brother's mistress."

Hedwig let out a relieved sigh, and like when she was a child, she pressed her cheek to Blanche's shoulder, trying to win forgiveness with a meek little gesture. "I'm so glad you're not mad at me, Blanche."

But Blanche felt none of the old tenderness or patience she used to have. The years she'd invested in this family—none of it had been worth it. Not a single member of the Simmons family had ever truly cared for her.

She couldn't keep pretending anymore. Blanche shook off Hedwig and turned, heading upstairs.

"Blanche, didn't you say you'd transfer your shares to me?" Hedwig called after her.

Blanche didn't look back. She didn't stop. She left the living room in silence.

After washing up, Blanche returned to find Eddy home.

"Sweetheart, the penthouse at Northshire is sold. Got a good price for it." Eddy handed her the contract as if to say, See? I've taken care of it.

Blanche took the papers and set them aside.

"I'll go wash up first. Be right back to keep you company," Eddy said, brushing past her. The faint scent of antiseptic trailed behind him—he'd clearly been to the hospital.

Just then, Blanche's phone rang. Jeannette's name flashed on the screen.

She answered, and Jeannette's smug voice came through.

"Sis, you're cold as ice—kicking me out of the house like that." Jeannette taunted without fear, each "sis" twisting the knife a little deeper.

"Thought you'd see me out on the street? Hate to disappoint you."

"Your darling husband just bought me a new house, and he's ready to invest five million in my dad's company."

"I got a beating, took a little swim in the river, and now I've got millions to my name. Fair trade, don't you think?"

"Oh, and I have some good news for you. I just know you'll be thrilled."

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