The Prison-Made Queen novel Chapter 80

Tamara lowered her eyes, hiding a smirk, but when she turned back, she looked fragile. "Then why did you ask?"

Milford fell silent for a moment before gently pulling her back to her seat. "Forget it. Maybe I misunderstood."

Tamara leaned into his embrace, her voice soft and timid. "Milford, I'm really scared... scared that one day you won't want me anymore."

Milford gently patted her back, but his eyes remained complicated. He didn't know who to believe anymore.

...

After parting ways with Milford, Tamara returned to the Sloan residence. As soon as she walked in, with red-rimmed eyes and teardrops still clinging to her lashes, she looked pitiful.

"Tamara?" Josiah Sloan was sitting on the sofa reading a document. Seeing her state, he immediately put down his work and stood up, frowning. "What happened? Who bullied you?"

Tamara bit her lip and shook her head gently, her voice barely a whisper. "N-nothing... I'm just a little tired."

But her tears fell like broken pearls, impossible to stop. Anyone could see she had been wronged.

Josiah's face darkened. He walked straight up to her, his tone hard. "Was it Milford?"

Who else could it be? She had gone out on a date with him happily, only to return looking like this.

Tamara didn't speak; she just lowered her head, shoulders trembling.

Her silence was confirmation.

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