Chapter 178: The blame game
A heavy silence settled over the grand hall as Augustine and Anne disappeared behind the door with Dimitri. The earlier chaos had faded, but the aftermath hung thick in the air.
Jeanne collapsed into a chair nearby, her eyes clouded with fury and shame. Her chest rose and fell with uneven breaths, the sting of humiliation twisting her heart painfully.
Denis, meanwhile, stood frozen in place, eyes glazed over with disbelief and regret. He looked like a man struck by lightning—still standing but burned within.
The truth hit him like a punch to the gut. Tania had deceived him from the very beginning, weaving a web of lies. She had played the role of the wounded innocent, twisting facts and painting Anne as the villain.
And he had fallen for it. She had pretended to be the wronged one, weaving a convincing web of pain and victimhood. And he? He had swallowed every word. Every tear of Tania’s had convinced him that she had been wronged.
He had turned his back on Anne, the woman who had once loved him wholeheartedly, only to be met with his cold indifference and relentless accusations. He hadn’t even paused to listen to her side of the story.
Anne had pleaded with him to believe her and tried so many times to defend herself. But he had chosen to walk away, blinded by a truth that never existed.
How could he have been so blind? So naive?
His insides twisted with guilt. What had he done?