This side of Yale was foreign to Krystal. Even during the time he treated her well and smiled at her, it was different from the way he smiled at Molly.

This was genuine love. Even from his eyes, she could tell that he was smitten.

It was as though Molly was a fragile doll. He genuinely cared for her, afraid that she might slip or fall at any time.

It was completely different from the facade he showed Krystal.

The cold revelation struck her, and a chill ran up to her from her feet. Her face was void of color.

Even a fool knew what kind of person Yale was.

It turned out he had never once loved her.

His years of pursuit were simply a means to get acquainted with the Heath family.

Linus and Mason had tried to talk sense into her, but her head was teeming with ideas to take revenge on Ethan. Their advice was like water off a duck's back.

Finally, she realized how foolish she was.

Considering how Yale was willing to relinquish everything he had in the Kingston family for Molly,