Billionaire's Unforgettable Ex-Wife-Chapter 81 - 79 Narrow Road for Enemies_2

What can she say at a time like this?

She couldn’t possibly say what you’re doing now is pointless, right?

If saying it a hundred times a day would make Clara listen, she would gladly do it.

"So what are you going to do in the future, just keep hanging on like this with him?

Don’t you feel uncomfortable, seeing him every day but not being able to have him?

That feeling must be so frustrating."

Clara turned her head and looked at her mysteriously and said, "Didn’t you ever think of just pouncing on Hunter and having your way with him?"

"Ahem." Faye gave her an embarrassed look, "Are we going off topic?"

"How could we be? Be honest, the two of us are obviously quite alike, I can’t be the only one with such thoughts, or does that make me really filthy."

Faye laughed speechlessly.

"Don’t worry, you’re not the only one.

This isn’t filthy, we’re grown women, it’s normal to have thoughts like these.

Before, my life goal was to pounce on Hunter and make him mine.

But, there was never a suitable moment.

Before marriage, I saw him often but never had a chance to be alone with him.

After marriage, I could be alone with him, but he stopped coming home."

"Ah, how tragic we are.

No, I can’t be so negative.

I still have resilience to support me.

I’ll just wait like this until I’m past marriageable age, then he’ll have no choice but to marry me."

Faye looked at her and was really impressed.

"Faye, I actually know I’m betting on a love that isn’t mine.

But... some things can’t go back once started.

I’ve loved him for way too long.

I can’t remember and don’t know how to love someone else.

In this lifetime, I’m sticking with Oliver.

As long as he doesn’t get married, I absolutely won’t give up on him."

Faye shook her head and smiled.

Clara raised her elbow and gently nudged her arm, "What’s the matter, why are you laughing?"

"Laughing at how silly you are."

Clara couldn’t help but laugh too, "I’m just hoping an old saying in Eldoria turns out to be true."

"An old saying? Which one?"

"Fools have their blessings."

Faye was defeated, "Let’s hope so."

Passing by a bag shop, Faye tugged her inside.

"Honestly, ever since having a kid, it’s been so long since I’ve shopped quietly like this."

"Oliver’s uncle said you have a good friend in Zurich. Won’t he keep you company?"

"Him? It’s fine if he doesn’t dislike me. Hey, how about this bag."

Faye casually picked up a floral single-strap bag to show Clara.

Clara raised an eyebrow, "It really seems we are quite similar."

"Why?"

"I also had my eye on that bag at first sight."

Faye smiled, "See, didn’t I tell you six years ago, you should have believed it long ago."

She glanced at the price tag, sixty-two thousand, then took out her bank card and handed it to the shop assistant, "Wrap this up for me."

Clara sighed, "But what’s the use of being similar, I’m ultimately not you, so Oliver’s uncle only loves you, not me."

Faye chuckled, "I used to think the same, lots of people said I was pretty.

But no matter how pretty I am, what’s the use.

Hunter still didn’t like me and liked someone else."

Clara looked at her speechlessly, "If this goes on, I won’t become another Faye, will I?"

"You won’t, as long as you’re willing to learn from my mistakes, I believe you’ll find your own happiness.

Even if there isn’t a spark with Oliver, there are still many who like you.

By the way, did Victor Jude get married? I remember back then he really liked you."

"Victor..." Clara gave a wry smile, "Let’s not talk about this."

Faye saw that Clara’s smile held a story.

But since she didn’t want to talk about it, Faye naturally wouldn’t force her.

Just then, the shop assistant brought over her packaged bag.

Faye took the bag and handed it to Clara, "Here, your bag, you take it."

"Mine? You didn’t buy this for me, did you?"

"I did." Faye said as she already pushed the bag into her hands and turned to walk out.

"No way, I can’t accept this." Clara caught up wanting to return the bag, "This is the style you like, how can I just take it."

"I’m leaving in a few days, it’s inconvenient to carry so much luggage.

Besides, wrong wording, you’re not taking it, I’m giving it as a gift, alright?"

Faye pursed her lips, "It’s just a bag, let’s not push and shove in public, let’s go."

Watching her walk away, Clara smiled helplessly, she truly was a woman she loved and hated but couldn’t love or hate fully.