Chapter 705
Andrew was beginning to have his doubts about Tessa, and an uneasy feeling crept into his heart for
the first time. He was always a maverick, and as long as he was happy, that was all that mattered–even
when it came to Tessa. He didn’t want her to oppose him with
such tactics.
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Tessa knew what she was doing was risky, but what would the socialites think if they were to have a
low–key wedding?
The Rond family had just fallen from grace, and she urgently needed avish wedding to reim
her ce among the elite. She had been avoiding contact with anyone these past few days, fearing
mockery from former friends and dreading the possibility of having to take charge on behalf of the fallen
Rond family.
The Rond family was finished. That was a certainty. If she opposed the public, she’d be drowned in
a sea of scorn. Just like Brielle had gone through the day before.
Yesterday had been Tessa’s happiest day because Brielle had been publicly humiliated. Tessa hadn’t
missed the chance to fuel the fire, hiring a legion of online trolls tombast Brielle. The more Brielle
was chastised, the more Tessa felt at ease.
She loathed Brielle and Aubree the most. Her very existence was to see those two women trampled
into the depths of hell!
Yesterday, she even resent that video to Aubree, determined to ensure that Aubree would never forget
the humiliation. She nned to make it Aubree’s lifelong shadow to shame her from ever appearing at
Andrew’s side again.
Now, her n was nearlyplete. After tomorrow’s wedding, she would be Andrew’swful wife.
Thinking of this, Tessa’s eyes took on a pitiful look as she clutched Andrew’s hand and ced it on her
chest. “Andrew, do you dislike my figure? We’re getting married tomorrow, and I really want to be with
you”
But Andrew withdrew his hand coldly. “Let’s have breakfast first.”
Tessa suddenly panicked, fearing herst lifeline was slipping away. She mustered a bitter smile and
stood up. “Alright, I’ll go dish up the oatmeal.*
Andrew remained in the living room. The noise from the television soured his mood.
In the kitchen, Tessa reached for a bottle of pills hidden in the overhead cab. She nced at
Andrew’s figure in the living room and mixed the substance into the oatmeal.
She couldn’t be med, after all–they were soon to be married, and such intimacies were bound to
happen. If she became pregnant, Andrew and Aubree would be history.
Anxiety wed at her, especially after the night at Tequ Sunset when Andrew had left her with Jaired
and chased after Aubree. She was acutely aware that she needed a child with Andrew to sever his ties
with Aubree once and for all.
She stirred the oatmeal slowly to ensure nothing seemed amiss, then carried it out with a smile.
“Andrew, dinner’s ready.”
Andrew, who usually let his guard down around Tessa, didn’t suspect a thing about the doctored dish.
They sat down together, facing a modest spread of light dishes. Tessa couldn’t handle rich foods, so
they settled for a simple bowl of oatmeal, which Andrew had dutifully shared with her every morning.
Though he much preferred a hearty breakfast–back when he lived with Aubree, she would wake up
early to grill him a steak.
During breakfast, Tessa seized the chance to voice her concerns.
“Everyone knows about our church wedding now. Maybe we should visit the church today just to check.
It’s usually booked in advance, but with the Clements family’s pull, I’m sure they can make room for
us.”
The frustration in Andrew’s expression deepened, but out of consideration for Tessa’s frailty and how it
might look to others, he suppressed his irritation.
“Tessa. You know I indulge you in everything. I said I’d marry you, and I will–you don’t need these
schemes. You’re the one I’ve always
loved.”
Tessa felt a surge of emotion, but unbeknownst to Andrew, her phone was recording their conversation
on the side. After stopping the recording, she sent the audio to Aubree. Any chance to needle Aubree
was an opportunity Tessa would never pass up.