Edwin, I've harbored feelings for you for eight long years, a full eight years! Why do you think we were arranged to be together? Why do you think I've tolerated you, knowing you were entangled with Laura and still willing to marry you? Because I like you!"

She literally risked everything for this man, but Edwin remained impassive.

It didn't go unnoticed that she brought up Laura.

He lowered his voice and chastised her, “Are you out of your mind?

Have I ever claimed to have feelings for you? Who I'm with, who I'm close to; what relevance does it have to you? Stop this drama!"

Vanessa quivered as she responded, "You're right! It's my fault; I fell for you first! Edwin, can't you just look at me, consider me?

"No!"

Edwin retrieved his wallet and withdrew two thousand dollars.

"Find a place to stay! Have someone from your family pick you up."

He turned to depart, unwilling to engage further with the woman who appeared to be losing her composure.

As he walked away, his thoughts drifted to how much more endearing Laura was, only shedding soft tears, a stark contrast to Vanessa's demeanor.

Vanessa, however, remained persistent.

She spoke softly.

"I didn't bring any identification, so I can't check into any hotel."

Edwin turned back, his expression one of disdain.

"So, you're clinging to me now?"

Vanessa offered no denial.

In the midst of this tense exchange, Edwin's phone rang, and it was Laura calling.

She couldn't find one of her earrings, a personal item she didn't want others to eventually find in his possession. But she wasn't sure if he really took it, so she called to ask.

Laura inquired about it in a soft tone, and Edwin responded gently, "Yes, it's in my pocket."