Year Five The Perfect Goodbye Plan novel Chapter 142

“……”

Silvia pressed her lips together, a wave of irritation rising within her.

Shipley had never cared about her family—never even pretended to. In fact, because of that deep-seated insecurity he tried so hard to hide, he’d started to avoid the Ashfords’ house altogether. But now, here he was, showing up on his own accord. Silvia would never believe he didn't have some ulterior motive.

“See? Even your mother seems happy to have me here,” Shipley’s smile widened, that familiar mix of charm and mischief glinting in his eyes—the very thing that once drew Silvia to him. He spoke slowly, savoring each word. “Sweet Silvia, what do you think—if I told your mother about us tonight, laid everything out on the table, don’t you think she’d be even more delighted?”

He could sense Lola’s warmth toward him.

For a moment, regret flickered in Shipley’s chest. If only he’d agreed to make their relationship public back then, maybe things wouldn’t have ended up like this. He exhaled softly, telling himself it still wasn’t too late.

After all…

Silvia’s elegant brows knit together as she stared at him, her gaze turning cold. “Shipley, I’m married.”

“Married?” Shipley let out a low chuckle, watching her with a teasing glint in his eyes. “Sweet Silvia, is your idea of marriage running back home right after the wedding?”

Silvia blinked, thrown off by his words. She didn’t quite understand what he was getting at.

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