Chapter 22


    Chapter 22


    “Cassandra? Sorry, I’m Reba.” Reba’s gentle voice slowly sounded.


    Cassandra froze briefly before asking tly, “Why are you the one who answered?”


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    “Landy went to the restroom and told me to hold on to his phone. How about you call backter? If


    you’re free, you cane over too. We’re selecting my wedding dress. It’ll be great if you cane


    and give me suggestions. After all, you’re an expert in this field,” said Reba.


    Hearing that they were selecting a wedding dress, Cassandra stiffened.


    Her gaze was dull and frigid as she asked stonily, “You said you two are selecting your wedding


    dress?”


    “Mm–hmm. Landy said I’m getting better every day, so we can host the wedding once you two divorce.


    We’re preparing the wedding photos and stuff in advance now lest we have no timeter. You won’t


    mind, right? After all, you don’t like Landy,” said Reba.


    Cassandra’s voice was indifferent. “Of course not. How could I mind? In fact, I give you two my


    blessings. So, is this all Ondo’s n?”


    “Yeah. Landy dotes on me and has always been considerate in this aspect, fearing I’ll suffer any


    grievances,” Reba responded tenderly.


    Cassandra stopped probing and didn’t want to continue bothering them. “You guys go ahead, then. I


    won’t bother you anymore.”


    “Aren’t youing, Cassandra?” asked Reba.


    Cassandra didn’t respond and hung up, pretending she didn’t hear it.


    ‘I’m an architect, not a wedding dress designer. What will I do there? Design their matrimonial home? I


    can’t believe she actually said that,‘ she mused.


    Compared with Cassandra, who had never had this opportunity, nor would she ever have again,


    Reba was totally a woman in bliss right now.


    ‘Although Reba was unconscious for a year because of Ondo, she has his wholehearted love


    and lifelongpanionship in return now. I, on the other hand, am nothing to him, thought Cassandra


    self–deprecatingly.


    What Ondo did made Cassandra feel absurd.


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    ‘He was the one who said we should postpone the divorce for Grandpa Peter today, and yet he goes


    selecting wedding dresses and taking wedding photos with his love the next second. What does he


    take me for? An idiot?‘ Cassandra sneered inwardly, her exquisite face pale in agony.


    Cassandra put her hand on her belly and mumbled, “I’m sorry, Baby. I can’t give you aplete home,


    but I will do my best to love you.”


    Due to this phone call, she was mentally prepared for Ondo not to return tonight.


    Even though he had repeatedly emphasized that he would not do anything that betrayed their marriage


    while they were married, she truly wanted to ask him how him selecting wedding dresses with Reba


    wasn’t a betrayal now.


    Cassandra told herself not to think about it anymore, as the oue would not change. She would


    take this as a way to adapt to living without him in advance.


    She briefly ate something, and then returned to the bedroom to take a shower and lie down.


    In the midst of her sleep, she sensed light and immediately saw Ondo staring down at her from


    above by the bedside once she opened her eyes.


    ‘Why is he back?‘ she wondered.


    She then voiced her thoughts. “Why are you back?”


    Ondo frowned, replying ndly, “This is my home. Where else am I going to go?”


    “Didn’t you go to apany Ms. Spencer? I thought you wouldn’te back tonight,” she remarked.


    “Cassandra, why have you been speaking so gratingly these days? Quit using Reba ast an excuse


    to quarrel with me, will you?” he said.


    Ondo’s questioning and reproach wholly triggered the dissatisfaction she had suppressed for a night.


    Cassandra sat up and faced Ondo before her without flinching or fear, questioning icily, “So you think


    it’s my fault? Shouldn’t you know why I’m being this way?”