Brittany just couldn't wrap her head around Robert. He cheated willingly and was scared shitless of people finding out. Then he had the nerve to give her the silent treatment for over two decades because of his suspicions.
Robert stunned: “I loved your mother too much, she was so noble, so elegant. Even after marrying me, she never settled into domestic life. I saw so many men better than me showed interests in her.”
The most beautiful and accomplished person Robert had ever met was Julie.
She was too perfect, so perfect that everyone had to shield their eyes from her brilliance. And despite being her husband, he was always in her shadow.
How could he accept that?
Brittany scoffed, “You didn’t love her. You just wanted to conquer her.”
She knew Robert well, or rather, she understood how some men think. They want to conquer a radiant woman, hoping she would become a housewife, cook, and raise kids for them.
And outside, they would be attracted to other accomplished women. If they cheated, they would twist the truth, blaming their wives for not dressing up, using it as an excuse for their actions.
Robert was just like that. He was actually insecure deep down. Julie's brilliance was like a mirror that suffocated him, unless that mirror was broken.
Robert said nothing. He seemed to have been hit by her words.
“Don’t you want to know what Gianna told me? She said my mother didn’t die of depression, she was poisoned.” A cold light flickered in Brittany's eyes, “You knew about this, didn’t you?”
Robert shivered, after a moment, he slumped to the ground and looked up at Brittany, “Yes.”
“Julie’s death was indeed no accident.”
Robert had never regretted anything over the years, after all he was an accomplice. But lately, he had been thinking about Julie.
She was noble, beautiful, and didn’t care about him, even when she knew she was being poisoned, she never pleaded for her life.
Actually, he didn’t want much. If only Julie could be a little gentler, say something sweet like a normal wife, he could give up Gianna and save her life, but Julie didn’t.
Brittany turned around, her eyes red, “Robert, you keep saying you loved my mother, but what have you done? You betrayed her, watched her get sicker every day, and never thought to help her. Is this your idea of love?”
“No, I thought about helping her. As long as she asked for help, even just once, I would have given up everything.” Robert broke down, “But she never did. She never showed weakness, never smiled at me, not even a mention in her will. I loved her so much, gave up so much for her, but she wouldn't love me back. I just wanted her to give in to me.”
Robert collapsed, he was exhausted, “I just wanted her to notice me.”
Brittany looked at him, not feeling sorry, but disgust. She walked over to him, “Gianna was with you since she was 18, even before you and my mother got married. You kept your affair with her even after your marriage, even had an illegitimate child. You think my mother would willingly be your true wife?”
A proud woman like her mother would never share her husband.
Brittany’s words hit Robert like a ton of bricks, his eyes wide, “No, she couldn’t have known.”
He had hidden it so well, how could Julie possibly know?
Brittany didn't hesitate to expose him, “Three months into your marriage, Gianna went to see my mother.”
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