Right Person, Wrong Time

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Chapter 475 Watching You Fall

Joanna’s words seemed to be stuck in her chest and she couldn’t say anything. She opened her mouth but in the

end, she decided to keep quiet.

Then, she took a deep look at Nicole before she left.

Only after Nicole watched Joanna leave did she start working on the task.

Nicole would do her best to make Queenie’s wedding dress. She was looking forward to Queenie’s reaction at the

wedding, when Queenie found the man was not Colton.

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Queenie will reap what she sows. How dare she think that Colton is a pushover? She will wear a luxurious wedding

dress in an exorbitant venue at the wedding, but marry a good-for-nothing, abusive man. This will be very

interesting.

Hence, Nicole was looking forward to it.

The night was like a curtain. The dark sky had no moon or starlight, like a fine piece of black cloth.

Whitney came to the room at No. 59 South Ring Road.

It was a two-story villa that she rented during college.

Neither she nor Douglas was short of money. Although Jonathan was a player in college, he had never been harsh

to Whitney regarding cash.

With plenty of money, they rented a perfect house.

Whitney stood at the entrance while her hand that was holding the key was trembling. She had to poke the door

several times before successfully inserting the key into the keyhole.

Then, she gently twisted the key. Afterward, the door lock made a crisp sound, and Whitney opened the door and

walked in.

She was familiar with the layout of the door. The light switch in the foyer could be flipped on as soon as she entered

the door, and the dark room was instantly brighter.

Whitney looked at the furnishings in the house and was shocked.

The furnishings are the same as four years ago. Douglas has kept all of them, including the first present I gave him,

the little doll. It is still placed next to the TV.

Whitney reached out and picked up the little doll, and she could hardly suppress the tears in her eyes.

Douglas still has the doll… Does this mean he still cares for me?

When Whitney was still touched, she suddenly heard a rattling from the doorway, so she hurriedly put away the sad

expression on her face and put back the little doll.

She turned her head to look. Sure enough, it was Douglas.

Upon seeing him, Whitney pursed her lips. Her eyes were slightly red because of the tears from earlier.

Douglas’ gaze fell on the little doll next to the TV. As the doll’s position was changed, he concluded that Whitney had

moved it.

Hence, he went straight past Whitney and reached out to take the doll.

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He glanced at her, then lowered his head to look at the doll in his hand. Soon, he threw the doll into the trash can

with a sneer.

“It’s been a long time since I bought the house. I always had someone to clean the house, and I rarely came here. I

didn’t expect this thing to be still here.”

Listening to Douglas’ cold voice, Whitney could feel her heart ache. She lowered her eyes and saw the doll in the

trash can.

Douglas saw the disappointment in her face, so his attitude grew worse.

“What is it? Did you think I would keep your gift on purpose and miss you?” As Douglas spoke, he reached out and

pinched Whitney’s face with two fingers. Then, he stared at Whitney and said coldly, “Whitney Campbell, you think

too highly of yourself. I’ll have you know that I am thinking of you every day, planning on how to destroy you and

make you fall into hell!”

Whitney raised her eyes to look at the man before her. She bit her lip, not knowing what to say.

She blinked as her throat closed up. After a long time, she slowly spat out a few words, “I’m sorry.”

Douglas’ expression didn’t change, but there was a strange gleam in his eyes. Then, he let go of Whitney and wiped

his hands in disgust.

“Whitney, not all apologies can be accepted easily.”

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