My Birthday, My Downfall novel Chapter 36

"I really am allergic to peaches! Even Dad knows that."

"Grace told the housekeeper to smear peach juice on my bed. Dad was the one who found out…"

Helen cried pitifully, clutching her face as if she had been grievously wronged.

"Still trying to lie?"

Paul suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Helen by the collar.

He was so tall that with one swift motion, he practically lifted her off the ground.

"Paul… let go! I can't breathe…"

Paul looked down at her, his handsome face gradually contorting.

"Helen, did you forget that you're wearing Grace's favorite perfume?"

"The same one I used to buy for her over and over again."

"Though I… later forgot about it…"

Paul let out a bitter laugh, his voice tinged with self-mockery. He had forgotten so much.

He had forgotten how deeply Grace had cared for him all those years.

Forgotten the love she had poured into their relationship during their three years together.

He had forgotten how much she had hoped to build a future with him.

He had forgotten the way she silently cried when they broke up, quietly accepting the painful reality.

He had forgotten that the girl he once cherished was so kind and gentle.

He had once treasured her deeply—only to discard her like she meant nothing.

He had forgotten so much, and now, he was paying the price.

"This perfume's middle notes are white peach and gardenia."

"If you're allergic to peaches, then how have you been using this perfume every day without any reaction?"

Helen's eyes widened in shock, her face turning pale as a ghost.

Her entire body trembled uncontrollably.

"So, from the very beginning, you've been lying."

"You schemed against Grace, deceived me, and even fooled Mr. Winston."

Paul's voice was cold as ice.

"Helen, I must have been blind to fall for a manipulative woman like you."

He released her roughly, pushing her to the floor.

Helen crumpled weakly, her mind racing to come up with an explanation, but she couldn't find a single excuse.