Chapter 302
On the other side.
In the car.
Aaron, who had returned from his injury, sat in the driver's seat. When Bianca and Michael got into the back seat, he tactfully raised the partition.
Seeing this, Bianca blushed a little, thinking that Michael was going to do something to her that Aaron shouldn't see.
But after waiting for a long time without Michael making any moves, she couldn't help but speak first, "Michael, what's wrong? Are you mad at me?"
Seeing Michael's face looking quite unpleasant, Bianca tugged at his sleeve and leaned towards him with a sweet voice.
"I know I deceived you with Violet's identity, but it was the only way. Isabella was getting too close to you, even though you were about to divorce, you were still living together. I was afraid she would take you away."
"I know you still have feelings for me, otherwise you wouldn't have fallen for my other identity, right? Have you forgotten what you promised me? You said you would give me everything I wanted, including the title of Mrs. Brown. Let's just pretend nothing happened, okay?"
The more Bianca spoke, the more emotional she became, wishing she could hug Michael tightly right now to prove that he still had feelings for her.
But Michael calmly pushed her away, the cold aura emanating from him making her shiver.
"Bianca, you know very well that once your identity is exposed, I can't pretend nothing happened. So, tell me, what's really going on?"
Michael's voice was cold, not negotiating but interrogating.
"Michael, I don't know what you're talking about. Don't be like this, I'm scared."
Bianca tried to act coy and get away with it, but Michael was no longer willing to play along.
Previously, he had to pretend to be unaware, but now that Bianca had confessed her identity, he had no reason to be nice to her.
"You don't know?" Michael's eyes darkened. "I had someone send you to Auroria, but you disappeared after just a few weeks. Now you've not only changed your identity to Violet but also changed your face. Don't you think you owe me an explanation?"
The Adri Family was a mysterious family eyeing him covetously. They had just started to make moves domestically, and coincidentally, Bianca appeared by his side at that time.
He guessed that the person who saved Bianca in Auroria must be connected to the Adri Family.
If he wanted to find out anything, he had to start with Bianca.
So, when Bianca appeared, he rushed over immediately, fearing she would disappear again.
By then, all his clues about the Adri Family would be gone.
Hearing Michael mention Auroria, Bianca's face turned pale, but she quickly recovered.
She looked at him weakly, "Michael, you never gave me an explanation for sending me to Auroria. I was terrified every day there. Now that I've finally returned, I haven't brought it up, and you're bringing up my painful memories. Don't you feel any guilt for what you did? In the end, you should be the one compensating me."
Bianca wiped her tears in grievance, refusing to answer Michael's question directly.
Seeing this, Michael's last bit of patience ran out.
"Bianca, playing dumb is pointless now. You'd better tell me the truth."
"Fine!"
Bianca "cooperatively" moved closer to him, her whole body weakly leaning against him.
"Michael, I can stop playing dumb and tell you everything you want to know, but I have conditions."
"What conditions?"
Michael frowned and raised his hand to stop her from getting closer.
Bianca's eyes darkened, and she bit her lip, "I want you to divorce Isabella now and marry me. Only when I become Mrs. Brown will I tell you everything."
"Impossible!"
Michael refused without thinking. When he looked at Bianca, his eyes were cold and emotionless.
"I told you clearly months ago that I have no feelings for you. The care I've shown you over the years was only because you saved me once. I've repaid that debt, and we have no further ties."
"Bianca, stop your delusions. I will never love you!"
He tried to say these words as calmly as possible, and his cold look and tone made Bianca heartbroken.
Even if he despised her, she could accept it.
But Michael's complete disregard for her, no matter what she looked like, was devastating to Bianca.
She had loved Michael for so long, but in the end, he had never felt anything for her.
Bianca's face changed dramatically.
Her eyes became extremely vicious and resentful, "I don't believe it. You said you only loved me. Did Isabella say something to you? Michael, you should know that I'm the one who truly cares for you."
"Isabella is my sister. I know her better than you. You know that once she makes up her mind, she never looks back. She's already decided to divorce you. She doesn't love you anymore and won't come back."
"Are you going to stay single for her for the rest of your life?"
Bianca deliberately said these words to Michael. She knew what could hurt him, and he knew the same about her.
Since Isabella already had a place in his heart, divorce would be a heavy blow to him.
But this time, Michael didn't seem to be affected.
He spoke very calmly, "Whether Isabella and I divorce is our business, not for you to comment on. Even if she doesn't want me anymore, I can stay single for the rest of my life."
Bianca was completely hurt.
She laughed self-deprecatingly, a heavy hatred flashing in her eyes, "Fine, if you don't want to marry me, then we have nothing to talk about. You'll never know how I got my identity."
He liked Isabella so much.
He'd rather be alone for her.
Then what about her?
Was she just a toy he kept by his side for the past two months, to be called and dismissed at will?
Bianca clenched her fists in hatred.
It was all Isabella's fault. If it weren't for her, she would have already married Michael as Violet.
She would have become the enviable Mrs. Brown.
It was all Isabella's fault.
She would never let that bitch Isabella go.
The previous explosion had let her escape, and it had also taken Harper down, with the Wilson Family sentencing her for various crimes.
This time, she would watch Isabella die in front of her.
And that bastard in her belly couldn't live either.