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More importantly, Madeleine found her a bit familiar, feeling as
if she had seen her somewhere before.
“Bradley…” the girl called out again as she got closer, her voice
trembling on the verge of tears. “Can we talk, please?”
Bradley’s expression instantly froze, turning cold.
“I’ve told you before, don’t call me that again!”
“Why?”
The girl seemed to be breaking down. She touched her own lips
and said urgently, “Didn’t you say my lips didn’t look like hers? I had surgery done. Look, I look like her now.”
Bradley frowned and took half a step back, his eyes icy.
No matter how similar, it still wasn’t her.
Seeing Bradley step back, the girl became even more agitated,
and tears streamed from her eyes.
She saw Madeleine next to Bradley, and her hand shot up,
!
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trembling as she pointed at her.
“Is it because of her?
You’re leaving me because of her, right? But she doesn’t look
like her at all.”
It was only after hearing this that something clicked for
Madeleine.
Bradley’s “sister”
He remembered Roderick had shown him a picture of his sister,
and this girl looked a lot like her…
Madeleine’s eyes widened instantly.
What the hell, is that guy Bradley looking for a substitute?
Someone’s been reading too much of the substitute lover trope!
“I told you, we were already over.”
Bradley’s gaze turned completely cold, a total contrast to his
usual playful self.
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Tears streamed down the girl’s face as she shook her head,
stubbornly trying to move closer.
“No, it’s not over. You said you wanted me by your side, you let
me call you Bradley… Don’t you like me even a tiny bit?”
“No.”
Bradley was blunt, his tone calm to the point of being cruel. “I
said this arrangement could end at any time. From the very
beginning, you knew I was just looking for a substitute, and I’ve
already paid you the compensation.”
“I don’t want it!”
The girl shrieked, tears bursting from her eyes, “You were so
good to me, how could you not like me?”
A cruel smile touched Bradley’s lips.
“If I liked you, would I have kept my hands off you?”
The color drained from the girl’s face.
“I paid, you played a role. We each got what we wanted.
I didn’t force you, and I didn’t deceive you.”
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Bradley said, his tone softening slightly, “You are your own
person. You shouldn’t get plastic surgery or hurt yourself for
someone else. Just take the money and live your own life.”
“Bradley…”
The girl looked as if she’d been slapped hard across the face,
and she staggered back.
“How could you be so cruel?”
Bradley frowned slightly, looked at her for a moment, and said
in a deep voice, “I’ll give you more money. Just leave.”
“No, I don’t want money. I just want to be with you.”
She cried out, hysterical.
“I’m the one who can be with you forever, Bradley. I don’t mind
being a substitute. I can be a substitute for my whole life.”
“That’s enough.”
Bradley turned his head away, not looking at her, his tone low.
“Don’t make such a scene.”
As they spoke, Roderick had already driven the car over.
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He had noticed the scene from a distance.
Looking at the girl’s appearance and demeanor, he had already
guessed most of it.
The car came to a stop, and Roderick got out and walked to
Madeleine’s side.
His powerful and cold presence was impossible for the girl to
ignore, and her crying couldn’t help but stop.
Roderick just gave her an indifferent glance and said nothing.
“Get in the car.”
He reached out and patted Bradley’s shoulder.
Watching the three of them get into the car, the girl broke down
even more, her legs gave out, and she knelt on the ground,
covering her face and sobbing.
Inside the car, the atmosphere was heavy.
Madeleine sat in the passenger seat, turning her head one
moment, then looking at the rearview mirror the next, trying to
check on Bradley’s condition.
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Roderick kept his eyes on the road and reached out a hand to
turn Madeleine’s head.
“Watch the road.”
Madeleine looked confused. “You’re the one driving. What road
am I supposed to be watching?”
Roderick didn’t say anything, giving her a “just mind your own
business” look.
Bradley closed his eyes to rest in the back seat for a while and
quickly composed himself.
He leaned forward, resting his hand on the back of the driver’s
seat, and asked, “Can we not eat at that place? I ate there last
time, and it was pretty average. It’s not that I’m being cheap.”
Roderick: “My wife wants to eat there.”
Bradley rolled his eyes and sat back again.
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