Together Apart: Her White Moonlight Has Returned Too-Chapter 98: Keep Being Your Good Brother

"Do you want to be tomorrow’s headline in the social news?"

Hearing the man’s voice tinged with anger, Vera Yves turned around and pushed him away, "Seeing others belittle me like this, does it make you feel happy inside?"

Winston Valentine looked at her face, already purple from the cold, "After all, we were married. I’m not that much of a bastard."

Vera let out a cold laugh, "Married? In your eyes, I’m probably even worse than what they say, aren’t I?"

Vera no longer looked at him and continued walking forward.

Winston chased a few steps and wrapped her tightly in his coat, "Who are you trying to punish by freezing yourself to death?" 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

"What does it have to do with you! Let go of me!" Vera struggled fiercely, but her fingers were already stiff from the cold and she couldn’t break free.

A car stopped by the roadside, and the driver got out, respectfully opening the car door.

Winston shoved the still-struggling woman into the car and instructed the driver to go to the apartment.

Vera wanted to open the car door, but Winston pressed her down on the seat, "Vera, don’t be ungrateful!"

"Of course, I know right from wrong!" Vera’s eyes were stubborn, "Is it not enough to see me living in ruin after divorcing you? What more do you want to do to me? Do you want me to die?"

Winston looked at her reddened eyes, holding back the urge to take her in his arms.

Vera trembled all over with anger, "On what grounds do you stand so justified against me? Obviously, you’re the one who did wrong, so why am I the unforgivable one?"

"I just wanted to have a good life with you, is that wrong? I just hoped for a child of our own, is that also wrong?"

Tears slid down the corner of her eyes.

"If I did anything wrong, my only mistake was marrying you back then!"

"You married me but trampled my dignity into the ground. And that wasn’t enough; you had to stomp on it a few more times! Now you want to act like a savior and show me mercy?"

Vera looked at him with hatred in her gaze, "Your pity only makes me feel sick! Because all of this is what you gave me!"

Listening to her vent, Winston’s eyes grew dark.

"I know, in your eyes, I’m scum. Whether you believe it or not, I never wanted you to live badly after the divorce."

Vera laughed tiredly, "Thanks to you, now I’m nothing more than a joke in the circle."

"Stop the car! I want to get out!"

Winston’s face darkened a bit, "I’ll take you back."

"Enough! Why do you still interfere with me after the divorce?" Vera looked at him angrily, "Don’t forget, you promised to be strangers! And don’t forget why you promised me in the first place!"

Winston paused for a moment and eventually instructed the driver to stop the car.

Vera threw down the coat and got out of the car without looking back. She walked a few steps, hailed a taxi, and sped away.

As she sat in the car, the phone rang again, but Vera ignored it.

After the ringing stopped, the phone was flooded with messages, one after another.

Finally, Vera took out her phone, replied to a message, and the phone finally went quiet.

Returning to the apartment, Vera took a hot bath. Zoe Monroe’s call came in, her voice tinged with tears, "Vera, I’m sorry..."

"Zoe, you didn’t do anything wrong."

"Vera, rest assured, next time I see Stella Valentine, that little bitch, I will help you get back at her." Zoe carefully added, "My cousin, he’s not..."

"I’m tired. If there’s nothing else, I’m hanging up first."

Vera buried her head in the pillow. Exhausted from the cold wind, she had a dreamless night.

Upon waking up in the morning, her phone showed a bunch of missed calls. Vera returned a call to Linda Young.

"Thank goodness, Vera Yves, you finally answered! Do you know it blew up last night on Weibo?"

Last night, some enthusiastic guest posted a photo of Vera in a gown online, even tagging d’s official Weibo account. The official account directly debunked it.

It turned into a confirmed fact that Vera wore a knock-off gown.

At that time, Jane Shea posted a selfie wearing the gown, with an 18-photo grid, and also bought several trending placements.

The clash of counterfeit versus genuine naturally attracted a large number of netizens.

Someone recognized Vera as the "Most Beautiful Angel" from a few days ago, and many netizens dug into Vera’s background, eventually finding out she was Winston Valentine’s ex-wife.

Then someone exposed her as a fake socialite, a gold digger specializing in marrying rich men.

Then Nathan Norton became her so-called sugar baby.

Nathan Norton’s agency immediately issued a statement, disassociating him from her.

To the netizens, it was just a cover-up.

The final version was that the Yves Family relied on Old Mr. Yves’s illegal medical practice to earn dirty money. Since Old Mr. Yves’s deeds were exposed, the Yves Family had become an empty shell, always relying on Vera to get money from men.

"Later in the middle of the night, all those online exposes were removed, but Jane Shea’s influence can’t be underestimated. This matter has a big impact, Vera, it’s best to clarify in time..."

Clarify what?

Vera even had a hunch that Jane Shea attended last night’s banquet just to embarrass her.

"Tell me, what beef does Jane Shea have with you as a celebrity? Could it be that she still has feelings for Miles?"

Vera didn’t have the heart to care about Jane Shea’s thoughts, so she called Hannah Hayes.

Hannah was furious, "That stylist, seeing things go wrong, ran off with the money. I’ve been working with him for over two years. Who knew he’d rip me off like this, claiming he had channels, knew people, and the result was a knock-off!"

Vera listened to Hannah’s rant for a while, then got up to wash up.

The doorbell rang. Vera looked through the monitor at the man standing outside and hesitated for a moment before opening the door.

Miles smiled at her, "I bought you breakfast."

Vera let him in, and Miles set up the breakfast for her, "Your favorite meat buns and red date soy milk."

"I don’t like them anymore."

Miles’s hands paused, "Vera, I brought her out only because I didn’t want to ruin Grandpa’s birthday banquet."

"Then why did you come to me today?" Vera looked at him calmly, "To show pity, or to continue pretending to be my good brother?"

Vera laughed at herself, "It’s a pity I don’t carry the Monroe Family’s blood, so I can’t comfortably receive your tender care!"

Miles looked at her with heartache, "I know last night Stella Valentine said a lot of hurtful things."

Vera laughed mockingly, "As a divorced woman, I indeed don’t deserve Young Master of the Monroe Group. But when did I ever say I wanted to be with you? You dragged me to the dance floor, but I’m the one cursed!"

Before the tears fell, Vera turned her back, "Obviously, Winston cheated, yet after the divorce, I’m the one being cursed! You’ve seen how harsh this circle is towards women."

"I know you think I’m pitiful, and you even feel guilty, thinking if you hadn’t gone abroad, but stayed by my side, I’d be better off than I am now."

Vera shook her head, "I’m telling you, I wouldn’t be. If you had been by my side back then, watching you with Jane Shea, I’d have been better off dead."

"Vera..." Miles looked at her with remorse.

"Miles, I’m not your responsibility. My happiness has nothing to do with you."

"Sorry, I can’t keep up the act of deep sibling affection with you."

Vera wiped away her tears from the corner of her eyes, "Without you as a brother, I’ve lived well all these years. I’m sure without you, I can continue to live well."

Vera turned and walked toward the bedroom, "Please close the door when you leave."

Before she could finish her sentence, she was gently embraced from behind.