Chapter 536: A Piece of Bad News

Chapter 536: Chapter 536: A Piece of Bad News

"Anna, will you marry me?" Young Mr. Quinn gazed at Anna, his eyes full of passion.

Anna’s smile faded as she gently caressed the man’s face. "David, to be honest, I’m quite fond of you too."

Hearing this, Young Mr. Quinn’s eyes suddenly lit up. "Does that mean you’ll say yes?"

"Of course not." Anna’s gaze fell on the ring in his hand, and she sighed regretfully. "David, I can’t say yes."

"Why?" Young Mr. Quinn frowned.

"David, I’ll be honest with you." Anna pulled her hand back and turned her head away, her voice tinged with a faint sadness. "The truth is, I’m already married."

Hearing this, a look of stunned disbelief appeared in Young Mr. Quinn’s eyes. "Anna, you... you’re married?"

"Yes," Anna said. "Not long after I went abroad, I fell in love. I quickly found out I was pregnant, so we got married. My child is already seven years old."

"Then why didn’t you ever say anything?" Young Mr. Quinn stood up from the ground, the veins on the hand gripping the velvet box bulging.

Anna looked down and chuckled. "Why should I have?"

"You..." Young Mr. Quinn took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "Don’t you know I’ve been waiting for you all this time?"

"You’ve been waiting for me?" Anna raised an eyebrow. "But don’t you have a girlfriend?"

"Yes, I have a girlfriend." A pained look surfaced in Young Mr. Quinn’s eyes. "But I only got a girlfriend because of you."

"You got a girlfriend because of me?" Anna seemed to find this amusing and asked curiously, "David, could you explain that to me?"

Young Mr. Quinn said in a low voice, "Anna, do you know why I’m with my current girlfriend?"

"Why?"

"Because she looks like you."

Misty, having just struggled up the stairs, heard Young Mr. Quinn say exactly that.

’Hiss, what does this little punk think he’s doing?’

"What?" Anna seemed a bit stunned, looking at him in astonishment. "She looks like me, so that’s why you’re with her?"

"Yes." Young Mr. Quinn’s tone was firm. "From the very beginning, you’re the only one I’ve ever loved, Anna."

Anna pressed her lips together, unsure how to respond for a moment. "You... you shouldn’t say that."

"I’m telling the truth." A wounded look entered Young Mr. Quinn’s eyes. "Anna, she’s just your substitute, do you understand?"

"I’m sorry, David." Anna showed an apologetic expression. "Although I have good feelings for you, I..."

"You just wanted to play around with me, is that it?"

"We’re all adults here. Try to look on the bright side." Anna raised her hand to pat David’s shoulder and said softly, "I should go. I wish you happiness."

Young Mr. Quinn suddenly roared in a breakdown, "How can I possibly be happy without you?"

Anna’s steps faltered for a moment. Then, she slipped off her high heels and hurried downstairs, carrying them.

Misty was still angry just thinking about it now. It recounted these events in a huff.

After hearing the story, Renee Jennings looked at Daisy Chapman on the screen and couldn’t help but feel a pang of sympathy and pity.

’This Young Mr. Quinn is a real piece of trash, trampling on a girl’s sincere feelings like that.’

’She waited for him so foolishly, full of devotion, but in his heart, she was nothing more than a substitute.’

Perhaps because Renee Jennings had been silent for a long time, Daisy Chapman couldn’t help but ask, "Streamer, what did... what did Misty say?"

"Daisy, it’s not good news." Renee softened her tone. "You might want to prepare yourself."

[Holy crap, don’t tell me it’s worse than him having a marriage certificate?]

[Oh my god, Daisy Chapman is so pitiful.]

[Daisy, break up with him! I’ll introduce you to my younger brother!]

Hearing Renee Jennings’s words, Daisy Chapman’s already clenched palms instantly broke out in a thin layer of sweat, her knuckles turning white from the force.

She pressed her lips together tightly, took a deep breath, and said softly, "Okay, I’m ready. It’s alright. No matter what the outcome is, I... I’ll accept it."

Renee Jennings felt that being treated as a substitute by the person you love was even more cruel than discovering he was a married man.

She began to speak slowly, "When Misty was staying at Young Mr. Quinn’s place, it saw him being intimate with a woman, but that woman wasn’t his wife."

Daisy Chapman’s eyelashes trembled beneath her sunglasses. She said softly, "Not his wife... Then... who is she to him?"

Renee Jennings weighed her words, but feeling that any phrasing would be hurtful to Daisy Chapman, she decided to be direct. "It’s probably the person he likes. Misty saw Young Mr. Quinn propose to her."

"A proposal," Daisy Chapman murmured. "He proposed to that woman..."

[I can’t believe this. I’m so pissed off. He rejected Daisy’s proposal and then immediately turned around and proposed to another woman? Is he sick in the head?]

[What a scumbag! He’s stringing Daisy Chapman along even though he likes someone else? Unbelievable!]

[I’m so angry I could die! How could he trample on someone’s sincere feelings like that?]

The audience in the livestream chat was furious, all of them speaking up for Daisy Chapman.

Daisy Chapman lowered her head as tears streamed from her eyes, one drop after another.

At this moment, she was so thankful she was wearing sunglasses, so no one could see what a mess she was.

"Why would he do this?"

"If he doesn’t like me, why didn’t he just tell me?"

"Why did he give me hope, only to let me down..."

Renee Jennings hesitated for a moment, but decided to tell Daisy Chapman the whole truth. She had the right to know everything.

"Daisy, Young Mr. Quinn has been in love with that woman for ten years. Her name is Anna." Renee’s voice was wrapped in a careful gentleness. "Misty said that Young Mr. Quinn thinks you look a lot like Anna."

BOOM—

Daisy Chapman’s whole body shook as if struck by lightning, her breath catching in her throat.

She murmured to herself, "What does that mean? What is he trying to say?"

[Oh my god, is this some kind of substitute romance plot?]

[Psycho!!!]

[Hugs for Daisy Chapman, don’t be sad.]

Daisy Chapman stood up and stumbled out of the camera’s view.

Seeing this, Renee Jennings said to Misty, "Go comfort Daisy."

[We have to expose this fucking scumbag! I’m so pissed!]

[So disgusting.]

[Did that scumbag’s proposal succeed?]

Renee Jennings sighed softly. "No, it didn’t. That woman, Anna, is already married."

[Hahaha, serves him right!]

[So satisfying!]

[Wait! Young Mr. Quinn rejected Daisy’s proposal because he wanted to marry Anna. Now that his proposal failed, will he turn back and try to marry Daisy?]

[Ah??? God, I hope not!]

[Daisy Chapman, you are not allowed to marry that scumbag, you hear me? Have some self-respect!]

This was also what Renee Jennings was worried about.

’Daisy Chapman loves Young Mr. Quinn so much. Will she choose to compromise?’

Daisy Chapman took off her sunglasses and buried her face deep in her knees. Suppressed, intermittent sobs escaped from the crook of her arms, and her shoulders shook uncontrollably.

Misty came up to her feet, rubbing its small, round head against her pant leg again and again, trying to comfort her in its own way.