Chapter 2046 The Confrontation
- Jasmine stood in the middle of the living-room tiles, lips parted yet voiceless, the air around her vibrating with the weight of everything she could not say. Lilith and Andrew, fingers intertwined, looked almost incandescent beneath the chandelier's glow, as though the storm in Jasmine's chest did not, could not, exist. Her composure splintered. She felt it happening—first at the corners of her mouth, then behind her eyes where hot tears gathered.
- Why are you flaunting your perfect little romance right now? Can't you see I'm drowning?
- She imagined trading places with Lilith. A different life flashed through her mind—world-championship podiums, roaring crowds, endorsements, a queue of heirs eager to kneel at her feet. Instead, she owned a struggling workshop, its machines silent because there was no money left for electricity. The debt notices kept coming, each one heavier than the last, threatening to crush her before morning.