Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 2063

"No, you're really scaring me. What's going on? You need to tell me, baby. I'm worried about you!"

"Whatever."

"Gail, is it because of what happened last night—"

"Enough!"

At the mention of the events from the night before, Abigail's patience finally broke. "Pull over!"

The screeching of brakes filled the air as Taylor immediately complied, pulling over to the side of the road.

Abigail exhaled slowly, turning to face him with a calm, unwavering gaze. "Since you're so determined to know, I'll tell you—last night, the person you were with wasn't me."

Her gaze was so cold and distant that it hit Taylor like a sharp blow to the chest.

For a moment, he sat frozen, forcing a smile to cover the rising panic inside him. "Come on, stop messing around, babe. I wasn't feeling well, so I went straight to my room. I didn't go anywhere else. It's impossible that I hugged the wrong person."

"But you entered the wrong room," Abigail countered, her heart seeming to stop as the words left her lips. "I saw Lucy helping you out of the room with my own eyes."

Her eyes quickly welled up, glistening with unshed tears.

The vulnerability in her expression hit Taylor like a tidal wave, overwhelming him. As he gazed into her eyes, his throat tightened, leaving him unable to find the words.

He already sensed where this conversation was heading, and unfortunately, his fears were confirmed.

"Before we were together, Lucy was like a constant storm cloud looming over us. Even after our engagement, I couldn't shake the fear that she would ruin our hard-earned happiness.

"I thought if we were cautious enough, we could protect ourselves, but the storm still came. And now, it's right over us. I can't pretend she's not a part of this anymore. Taylor, we're done."

Abigail met his gaze, each word dripping with either self-mockery or sorrow, feeling like a fool ensnared in her own emotional turmoil.

Her heart was breaking, yet there was also a strange sense of relief flooding her. From now on, she wouldn't have to worry about his love being shared with someone else.

"The act had to look convincing. How else was I supposed to help clear your name? A few sacrifices here and there are just part of the plan, Ms. Moran. I'm sure you understand," Colin replied with a casual shrug.

"Enough of your excuses. Where is she?" Freya demanded.

"You don't have to worry, Ms. Moran. I'll be keeping an eye on her. Kaylee won't be able to get in your way anytime soon."

"Are you seriously keeping your guard up with me now? What's your game? Are you planning to turn on me? Don't you fear I'll expose you?"

"Go ahead, try your luck. You won't be able to escape your involvement. If Chandler can't get to me, he'll take it out on you. Don't say I didn't warn you."

"Fuck!"

Unable to endure his mocking tone any longer, Freya slammed her phone down.

She paced restlessly around the room, her phone gripped tightly in her hand. Her heart hammered in her chest, leaving her unable to stay calm.