How Deep Is Your Love
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The last time I met him, I overheard him telling his friends he was sick of me.
Everybody in the room burst out laughing.
They laughed at me because I had been with him for five years and ruined my reputation by pandering to him, but I was still abandoned.
My life in the Young family for the past three months was torture. My father, Walter Young, got drunk a few days ago, so he went a little hard when he raised his hands to me. The injuries on my back still hurt.
That was why I saw hope again after Brad suddenly called me, asking me to meet.
I put on the pair of emerald bracelets I got when we got engaged and rushed out.
When I got to Brad's mansion, he was already a little tipsy. He was lying on a young woman's lap with his eyes closed.
The young woman looked like she was still in college. She seemed very chaste.
She was giving Brad a head massage when she saw me walking in, and she quickly got up in a panic.
However, Brad grabbed her wrist.
"Stay," he said.
He did not even open his eyes. He pulled the young woman in gently.
The young woman went along with him and lowered her head, letting him kiss her.
He let go of the young woman's hand and pinched her jaw.
The kiss was so deep, and the sound they made was so loud.
I clutched my purse and stood at the entrance in a daze for a while before I regained my composure.
I pretended that I did not care and looked out the window before I said, "I'm going to the garden for a stroll. I'll come back later."
Brad let out a sneer as soon as I said that.
The young woman by his side immediately stood up and said, "I think I should head out and let her come over."
Brad did not stop her.
He toyed with her hand for a while before reluctantly letting it go. "It's freezing outside. Don't catch a cold."
The young woman snickered and nodded. Her long, luscious hair covered half of her flushed face.
She politely greeted me when she walked past me. I nodded and smiled at her as well.
She was young. Her eyes were bright. The way she acted so bashfully reminded me of my younger sister.
"Come here, Leah." Brad leaned against the couch and patted the empty seat next to him.
A huge chandelier was in the room, filling the space with glistening light.
Brad had a well-defined jawline and beautiful features, which looked unreal under the gorgeous light.
I was dazed for a moment, and I felt a little sorrow that I could not describe.
Brad's eyes were dreamy. The ends of his eyes were a bit red because he was tipsy.
His collar was unbuttoned, and his neck and collarbone were covered in hickeys.
"That young woman is Zoe Spencer," he said.
I nodded and replied, "Mm-hmm. I know."
"What do you think about her?" he asked.
I gave it a thought and replied, "She seemed innocent, simple. And she's also very obedient."
Brad nodded. "Isn't she just like you five years ago?"
I was stunned.
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