Estelle shook her head decisively. “I can’t.” Lambert was urgent, his voice edged with desperation. “I blurted out
my feelings that day; it was hasty and insincere. Please, letsay it again properly. | care about you, Estelle,
from Stella to Estelle, it's always been you. I'll talk to my father and call off the arranged marriage. | only want
you as my wife!” He pledged fervently, “I've lived recklessly in the past, and unfortunately, you've seen that side
of me. I'm sorry and filled with regret, but | promise, it won’t happen again. I'll be loyal to you, and I'll give you
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else, Lambert. | thought | made that clear!” “Is it Alvis?” “Yes, it is!” If it had been anyone else, Lambert might
have tried to win her over, but with Alvis, he felt a sense of defeat. “Have you known him for a long time?”
Estelle smiled. “For quite a while, yes. And later, | married him!” Lambert stared at her in shock. “You're already
married?” “Yes,” Estelle confirmed. “So, you can let go of your obsession now.” Lambert frowned deeply, his
gaze clinging to Estelle, eyes filled with sorrow. “Life’s so unfair to me!” Since that peacekeeping mission, he'd
put her on a pedestal, always following her shadow. When he thought she’d “died,” his grief and despair sank
him into a deep depression. It wasn’t until he’d built a memorial chapel and enshrined her nthere, visiting
daily to talk to her, that he began to recover from his pain. Now, learning she was alive and thinking there was
hope again, he found out she had someone else, and they were already married. And that man, so strong, so in
love with her, didn’t even leave Lambert with a chance to compete. It felt like he was a joke! “Born into the
Brennan family, an heir and the future head of the family, and you're still complaining about life being unfair?
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your first tin such a conflict, and your feelings towardswere more like a rookie’s admiration, not
necessarily romantic.” Lambert gave a self-deprecating smile. “So what about now? Why do | find myself drawn
to you again?” Estelle teased, “Clearly, your affections aren't very singular!” Lambert couldn't help but laugh.
“Not at all, I've fallen twice, both times for you.” Estelle was at a loss for words. Visit englishto read
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something more when his phone rang. He picked it up. “What's up?” The voice of his old butler cthrough,
laced with urgency, “Mr. Lambert, Miss Linda has arrived!” Lambert frowned impatiently. “What does she want?”
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