Chapter 102: Chapter 102: The Little Thief of Emotions Chapter 102: Chapter 102: The Little Thief of Emotions Grace Harper mumbled to herself and then said, âYou know about Little Lewisâs mother?â Cherish Turner heard it clearly and immediately reacted.
âI heard about it when I was in the capital. The girl was very young when she got together with my brother, and then she had Little Lewis. But they didnât get married. I donât know much else, only that my brother used to call that girl Cherish.â
Cherish⦠Cherishâ¦
Just like the way he called her.
Cherish Turner nearly dropped the spoon she was using to stir her coffee, feeling a lump in her throat and not knowing what to do.
Did he call her Cherish because he missed his past lover?
Did he see her as Little Lewisâs mother?
âIs she still alive? Where is she now?â What kind of woman would have a lovely child like Little Lewis and not be with him? To be honest, William Griffith should be the ideal man for many women. What kind of woman would abandon him and their child?
âIâm not sure. Some say sheâs dead, others say she ran away and disappeared. But not many people talked about it later, and my brother probably put some pressure on them, so they stopped mentioning it.â
As Grace Harper spoke, she carefully watched Cherish Turnerâs expression, sneering silently, âCherish Turner, soon youâll know that everything you have now is just living in another personâs shadow.â
âCherish, Cherish?â Grace Harper waved her hand in front of Cherish Turnerâs eyes. She was so lost she hadnât noticed.
âAh? Whatâs wrong?â
âWhatâs wrong with you, right? Did I scare you with what I said just now? Cherish, donât take what I said to heart. After all, thereâs no way to find out the truth about that matter. I think happiness in the present is the most important thing. Now my brother likes you, and I see that Little Lewis has a good relationship with you. Honestly, there are plenty of women chasing men like my brother, but he cares about you, which shows his feelings for you. Donât think too much about other things. What I said is all nonsense. Look at me, how did I end up talking about this with youâ¦â
Grace Harper started to blame herself, and Cherish Turner hurried to comfort her, âSister Grace, donât say that. I understand. With Little Lewis being there, I should know that William Griffith wouldnât be without a past. I wonât mind it.â
But only she knew that to say she didnât care was a lie.
Cherish Turner didnât like being a thief of love, stealing othersâ love.
What about William Griffith? What were his feelings for her? It seemed that she had never really understood, and he had never told her clearly.
The word âreplacementâ almost instantly jumped into her mind.
Cherish Turner, have you become someoneâs replacement, enjoying the love William Griffith gave to the woman he loved? If thatâs the case, Cherish Turner would only feel disgusted by it all!
She didnât want that kind of love! She wouldnât allow herself to become such a loser! What she wanted was pure love. If she was willing to be humbled in love, she should have held onto Daniel Peacock when he returned with a wavering heart, instead of accepting William Griffithâs affection.
But now it seemed like a huge joke! She had to get to the bottom of all this!