Remarriage Failed Again Today

So that’s why she kept putting food on her plate earlier.

Annabelle Linton couldn’t help but feel a little puzzled as she thought about this.

’Allergies can be treated, and habits can be changed...’

The document from Leona Grant had made her understand that she couldn’t judge things based on just one side of the story.

She was living in this life now. Her past life could only be considered a reference.

She couldn’t use her past life to measure and judge everything at this point.

’...So how can all these coincidences be explained?’

’Are they really coincidences, or is there another reason?’

’If there is another reason, what could it be? What’s the motive?’

Annabelle Linton fell silent.

’If there really is another reason for all of this, then this is far more serious than I thought.’

For now, she could only take things one step at a time.

But her attitude toward Annabelle Ainsworth wouldn’t change.

If it all turned out to be a coincidence, things would just be awkward.

A deep shadow fell over Annabelle Linton’s face...

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On Sunday, Xylas Shepherd invited everyone to go mountain climbing and insisted they all come.

Ashley Grant loved activities like this and was eager to go, so she dragged Annabelle Linton along. Annabelle didn’t mind either way, so she agreed.

Leona Grant had originally planned to spend the weekend with her wife. But since Annabelle Linton had already agreed, she couldn’t back out. Leona threw a tantrum all day, but Annabelle wouldn’t budge, so Leona ended up going with them.

Wherever Xylas Shepherd went, Nathaniel Locke was sure to follow, so everyone on the trip was a familiar face.

However, an outsider appeared in this circle of familiar faces—Vivian Yates.

Unbelievable.

The group drove to the foot of the mountain.

The air here was so fresh it was indescribable. With a lush green forest nestled by the mountains and water, it was like a paradise on earth.

"Sister-in-law, hurry, hurry, hurry!"

Annabelle Linton was admiring the scenery when Ashley Grant grabbed her.

Ashley shoved a digital camera into her hands, struck a pose, and urged, "The view here is amazing! Quick, take a picture of me!"

"Just a second."

Annabelle Linton took the camera, glanced down to adjust the lighting and other settings, then aimed it at her and took a few shots. CLICK, CLICK.

"Are you done? Let me see!"

Ashley Grant ran to Annabelle Linton’s side. Annabelle handed her the camera, and Ashley flipped through the photos, looking more and more pleased with each one.

Ashley exclaimed in amazement, "Sister-in-law, how did you do that? These look so professional!"

Annabelle Linton gave a faint smile and said nonchalantly, "I used to work part-time at a bridal shop as a photographer’s assistant, so I picked up a thing or two."

Ashley said with a complicated expression as she flipped through the photos, "Sister-in-law, I feel like you know how to do everything. Is there any job you haven’t worked?"

Annabelle Linton didn’t hide anything, replying openly, "It’s not that I know how to do everything, I’ve just been exposed to a lot. And jobs? I really have worked a ton of them. Translator, restaurant waitress, bar staff, and plenty of others like sales associate. I’ve done pretty much all of them. Okay, go over there. If you stand there, I can get the lake in the shot."

Annabelle Linton didn’t seem to think much of it and started taking more pictures of Ashley Grant.

Hearing this, everyone present felt a pang of sorrow. Her nonchalant tone, in particular, made it even more heart-wrenching.

To have worked so many different jobs...

Ashley Grant pursed her lips and said furiously, "It’s all that fucking bastard Vivian Yates’s fault! That dumbass piece of shit! That Witch Yates better hope I don’t get my hands on her, because if I do, I’ll kill her!"

Vivian Yates: "..."

Leona Grant almost burst out laughing when she heard that.

She glanced at Vivian Yates out of the corner of her eye. As expected, her expression was terrible.