When Love Is a Lie (Whitney and Damian) novel Chapter 32

The wean noticed Yvette and Whitney approaching behind Thomas. Her expression changed slightly, but then she shook her head and said to Thomas, “Men’s words are just sweet talk. You’re fernt. Trom flance is beatifi. Idén’t believeven wouldn’t want to manyher“.

Then charked, a vestik playing on his lips.

Wette’s prie in Whitney chand tightened, and she fixed her par intently on Thomas

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The woman pressadan, “Sa,

Thomas looked at her and usd nonchalantly, “Men like women who are sensible and understanding”

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whey glanced at Wette, noticing hei face had tumed pale. Vette persued her lips together, hereves glistening with unshed tears that vanished almost instantly. She let go of

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The woman radial an eyebrow and walked away Whitney didn’t came forward eater. She knew they needed some privacy.

you’ve never liked me at all, June you?” Weite kept her voice strady, though every weed seemed to carry the weight of heartberik

This was the first time Thomas had seen this vulnerable side of her. He dropped his placal demeanor and looked her in the rye “Yvette, you’re a smart woman. Haven’t you sensed how Heel about you?

I want to hear you sarii,” Yette replied, her gate locked his. Something was shattering bit by bit in her eyes

Thomas ka sudden tutter of unease, but it was pene as quickly as it came

“Idon’t like you” he said plante

wette nodded and let out alrimer laugh. “As youwish I won’t bother you anymore. Tomorrow, I’ll have my parents callott the engagOMMIL”

with that, she walked past him without spring him a second glance

Whitney felt heartbroken for Yvette and Bona Thomes. She stepped forward and snapped, “Even if you don’t care for Yvette, you shouldn’t have said such things about her in from of others. Just because you don’t like her doesn’t mean she’s not worthy!”

After swing that, Whitey burned after te

Thomas watched the disappear into the distance, his brous furrowing slightly. A trace of confusion crossed his face.

“Reporting it?” Aliand søddenly passed his shoulder,

Tanted to see Noel staring at the last trace of Whitney’s silhouette,

“M–Regret Thomas scoffed. “Since when do I ever regret anything?