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Chapter 402 In Chapter 402, tension escalates between Troy and Sylvia as they confront the aftermath of a tragedy. Troy dismisses the death of someone important to Sylvia with a mocking attitude, revealing his disdain for emotional connections. Sylvia, shocked and hurt by his callousness, struggles to express her feelings, torn between her loyalty to the deceased and her desire for Troy to acknowledge the promise he made to her. Despite her emotional turmoil, Troy remains cold and defiant, insisting that he owes her nothing for saving his life.

As their argument intensifies, Sylvia's desperation becomes evident. She attempts to reach out to Troy, both physically and emotionally, but he harshly rebuffs her, pushing her hand away and demanding that she leave. This moment encapsulates the pain and frustration Sylvia feels, as she realizes that staying will only deepen Troy's contempt for her. Tears stream down her face as she refuses to abandon him, showcasing her unwavering commitment despite his harsh words. The chapter shifts to Teresa, who is in her bedroom, receiving comfort from her niece, Monica.

Their innocent interaction provides a stark contrast to the turmoil between Troy and Sylvia. Monica, unaware of the complexities of adult relationships, innocently suggests that Teresa and Troy should have a child, which leaves Teresa reflecting on her situation. This moment highlights Teresa's internal struggle and the pressure she feels regarding her relationship with Troy. As the chapter progresses, Teresa's mother, Linda, enters and expresses her concern for Teresa's well-being.

Their conversation reveals the emotional weight of Teresa's impending divorce, and Linda's worry amplifies the sense of familial love and support. Teresa's guilt over her mother's distress adds another layer of complexity to her situation, as she grapples with her choices and the impact they have on her loved ones. Ultimately, Chapter 402 encapsulates themes of emotional conflict, the struggle for connection, and the weight of familial expectations.

The contrasting scenes between Sylvia's confrontation with Troy and Teresa's interactions with Monica and Linda emphasize the deep emotional currents running through each character's life, setting the stage for further developments in their intertwined stories. Troy let out a mocking laugh at Sylvia's words and yanked his hand away. Then, with a tone full of disdain, he said, "So what if she's dead?" He leaned back in his chair and turned to look at Sylvia, his eyes brimming with defiance and roguishness. Sylvia stared at him in shock and horror.

"You..." Troy chuckled and continued, "Just bury her. It's not like she's coming back to life." Sylvia didn't know what to say for a moment. Troy knew that the fact Sylvia had saved his life was something that couldn't be changed. Seeing Sylvia keep quiet, Troy started to calm down. After a long while, Troy finally turned to Sylvia, his voice cool and detached. "Have I ever told you? I'm not the reasonable type, and I don't give a damn about emotional debts." Sylvia met Troy's gaze with stubborn defiance, her lips pressed into a thin line, not giving him the satisfaction of a response.

Seeing her keep quiet, Troy went on, "If you insist on reminding me that you saved my life and think I owe you, then take a knife to me-call it payback for your favor. Or just say a number. Whatever you want." Sylvia shook her head, her lips pressed together. "I don't want any of that. I just want you to keep the promise you made back then." Hearing that, Troy's anger flared. "Promise? That promise was for Teresa, not you, Sylvia. What more do want?" you Sylvia lowered her gaze, still shaking her head. "No, you didn't even know Teresa back then. You made that promise to me, Troy.

How could you..." Troy didn't want to hear another word. He raised his voice and barked at Sylvia, "Get lost!" Sylvia shook her head, tears streaming down her cheeks as she sobbed, "Troy, I won't. I'm not going anywhere." As she spoke, she reached for his hand again, desperate to hold onto him. But Troy saw her reaching out and roughly knocked her hand aside. At the same time, he lifted his chin and glared at her, his eyes cold and menacing. "What? You trying to top the list of the four women I can't stand?" Sylvia was speechless, her voice catching.

"Troy, you..." 19:26 Wed, Nov 26 Chapter 402 Troy cut her off, not wanting to hear another word. "Can you just get lost?" Sylvia went quiet, hesitating. 55 voucher After a long moment, she lifted her face, about to say something more, but Troy cut her off, his voice sharp and impatient. "I'm begging you, just shut up." Sylvia forced herself to swallow the words stuck in her throat, choking them back down. When she met Troy's gaze, it was painfully obvious-disgust and loathing filled his eyes. Staying any longer would only make him hate her even more.

In the end, Sylvia gave in and got out of the car. As soon as Sylvia got out, Troy sped away without a second glance, leaving her behind. Sylvia stood there all alone, dazed, watching the car vanish into the night. Second floor bedroom, Sullivan Mansion.* Teresa was sitting up in bed, her head bowed as she looked at the magazine resting on her legs.* At that moment, the door was pushed open from the outside, and a small figure walked in.* Monica Sullivan's hair was freshly washed, falling softly down her back.

She wore pink pajamas, hugged a stuffed animal in one arm, and carried a plate piled with grapes and oranges in the other.* "Here, Aunt Teresa, have some fruit!" Monica chirped.* Monica set the plate on the nightstand, then climbed onto the bed and snuggled up beside Teresa's legs.* Teresa closed her magazine and gently took Monica's little hand, her smile warm and tender. "Thank you, Monica."* Monica popped a grape into her mouth, chewing as she said, "Aunt Teresa, Mr. Hamilton was here earlier." Teresa looked up quickly, a hint of concern in her voice. "What about now?

Did he leave?"* Monica nodded, her tone casual. "Uh-huh, he left a while ago." "* Teresa felt a little let down, but she forced a smile. "That's good."* Monica picked up another grape, holding it near her mouth but not eating it. She mumbled, "But Mr. Hamilton looked really down when he left. I think he was even crying."* Teresa's face immediately showed concern, her eyebrows furrowing. Monica popped the grape into her mouth, pouting. "But Mr. Hamilton is so lame.

He's a grown-up, and he 20 Wed, Nov 26 Chapter 402 was crying like a little kid."* 55 Vouclier Hearing Monica say that, Teresa tried to sound strict. "Monica, don't talk bad about Mr. Hamilton."" Monica looked up at Aunt Teresa, her face all serious. "But I'm just telling it like it is. He really cried. My teacher says only scaredy-cats cry like that. Aunt Teresa didn't try to explain much. She just gently rubbed Monica's cheek and said, "Some things, you'll understand when you're older, sweetie." Monica didn't press any further.

She just mumbled a reluctant "Oh." Teresa watched Monica polish off almost all the grapes she'd brought. She couldn't help but smile and tease, "Monica, looks like you've been snacking a lot lately-you're getting extra round." Monica turned her face away on purpose. "Hmph, even you're teasing me, Aunt Teresa." Seeing Monica get upset, Teresa quickly soothed her. "Not at all, Monica. You're just extra cute, not chubby one bit." Monica's eyes sparkled as if she'd just had a brilliant idea. She looked at Teresa with eager anticipation. "Aunt Teresa, can you and Mr. Hamilton have a baby for me?

I want a little brother or sister to play with!" Teresa was caught off guard and looked at Monica, confused. "Monica, who told you to say something like that?" Teresa immediately suspected Troy had taught Monica to say that. Monica shook her head and answered seriously, "Yoyo was picking on the other kids at kindergarten again today. She's so naughty, I don't even want to play with her. But if you and Mr. Hamilton had a baby, I'd share all my toys with him or her..." Teresa fell silent. Seeing Teresa stay quiet, Monica continued, "Aunt Teresa, if you and Mr.

Hamilton had a baby, I bet he or she would be super well-behaved." Teresa didn't say anything to correct Monica. She just brushed her hand over Monica's hair and asked gently, "Aren't you going to work on your puzzle tonight?" At the mention of puzzles, Monica's eyes lit up. "Aunt Teresa, I'm going right now!" She hopped off the bed as she spoke. Watching Monica's happy little self bounce out of the room, Teresa finally let her gaze drift away. But not long after, the door opened again. This time, it was Linda who came in. She was holding a glass of milk.

As she walked over, she passed the milk to Teresa and said, "Teresa, have 19:26 Wed, Nov 26. Chapter 402 some milk before you go to bed." Teresa took the milk, feeling a bit guilty. "Thanks, Moin." All these years, Teresa had never stopped worrying Linda. Teresa lifted her head to drink the milk, and Linda watched her, eyes misting over before she even noticed. "Teresa, seeing you like this... it hurts me so much, as your mother. You were such a good girl-how did things get so messed up for you?" Linda's voice trembled. Linda's eyes brimmed with tears as she spoke.

After finishing her milk, Teresa's eyes were full of guilt as she looked at Linda. "Mom, I'm sorry. I've always made you worry." Linda pulled Teresa into a hug, gently patting her back to comfort her. "Alright, let's not dwell on that now. Promise me you'll take care of yourself and get healthy for me." Choked up, Teresa nodded.

"I know, Mom." After sitting with Teresa for a bit, Linda finally asked, her voice tinged with concern, "So, how's the divorce coming along?" At the mention of the divorce, Teresa's expression turned somber, but not wanting to make her mom worry, she replied softly, "It'll be finalized soon." Those three words hit Linda like a ton of bricks, weighing heavy on her heart. She grew even more anxious, her voice tight with worry. "It's been days now, and the cooling-off period is over. Is it because you guys can't agree on the terms?

Or is it that Charles just doesn't want the divorce?" Teresa hesitated, not sure what to say. She just shook her head. "Not really... it's not that." Seeing Teresa's discomfort, Linda didn't press any further. She just said softly, "Alright, get some rest, honey. I'll leave you be for now." B AD No Ads In the aftermath of their tumultuous confrontation, Sylvia stood alone, the weight of Troy's disdain heavy on her heart. The rawness of their exchange left her feeling hollow, as if the very essence of hope had been stripped away.

Despite her desperate attempts to reach out, Troy's cold rejection had severed the fragile connection they once shared. Tears streamed down her cheeks, not just for the loss of Troy's affection, but for the unbearable burden of unfulfilled promises and unacknowledged grief. As she watched his car disappear into the night, a profound sense of abandonment enveloped her, leaving her to grapple with the painful reality that sometimes love is not enough to bridge the chasms of hurt and anger.

Meanwhile, in the quiet sanctuary of the Sullivan Mansion, Teresa found solace in the innocent joy of her niece, Monica. The warmth of their interaction contrasted sharply with the turmoil outside, reminding Teresa of the simple, yet profound connections that can exist amidst chaos. Monica's innocent musings about family stirred something deep within Teresa, a flicker of hope that perhaps, in time, healing could occur. Yet, as she reflected on her own struggles and the impending divorce, the weight of her choices loomed large.

Will Sylvia find a way to penetrate the cold armor Troy has built around his heart, or will his disdain drive her further away? As their paths intertwine once more, the stakes will rise, and the consequences of their actions will ripple through their lives in unexpected ways. Meanwhile, Teresa's world is about to be shaken by the revelations surrounding Troy's emotional turmoil. The innocent observations of young Monica may lead to pivotal moments that challenge Teresa's understanding of her relationship with Troy.

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