Wrong Ride, Right Lover novel Chapter 194

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Monique’s pale face was covered in tears. She could still clearly remember the way her aunt and cousin treated her ever since she returned to that place. Her aunt’s words from yesterday stung her heart deeply. “No one wants you! Why did you come back?”

She was an unwanted child, cast aside by her parents. She did not even have the chance to know what her father looked like.

At the very least, her uncle still cared for her. However, her uncle and aunt would end up fighting whenever she visited them. She knew that she was not welcome there. Likely from that day onward, she would not have the courage to go back anymore.

Her beloved grandfather had passed away. He would not come back, even if she cried her heart out over his grave.

She had no one to turn to--no place to go. Even though she had been to the places that her grandfather used to take her, she still felt a ceaseless tide of sadness.

She did not want to face anybody from her past as she was about to become someone’s lover.

It was a word that she loathed in the past, but she was going to be branded by it for the rest of her life.

Monique sobbed her whole heart out, tears rolling down her face. Henry was a little shaken by her outburst. She had never cried like that when he treated her worse than just hoisting her up.

It had to be related to that dreadful guy.

What was their relationship back then!

The owner of the supermart walked over and saw Monique crying her lungs out. She cooed, “What did you do to this young lady? Hurry up and console her. She’ll be fine in a bit.”

Henry’s gaze was fixed on Monique. His body was stiff when he slowly crouched down. He then gently patted her back with his palm and said, “Sorry.”

If it was any other day, she would be moved by his willingness to lower his pride and ego to apologize to her.

However, she cried even louder after he tried to comfort her; she was already in a vulnerable state.

Monique had no idea what happened to her. She could not control her tears and they just kept flowing out of her. She choked back a sob and shouted, “It’s all because of you. It’s all your fault…”