When She Turns Her Back Novel

Chapter 420 Chapter 421 55 Vouchers Teresa stood frozen in front of the curtain, her mind wandering as a flood of thoughts washed over her. Seeing her still, Troy called out softly, "Teresa?" Teresa snapped back to reality, forcing a smile. "Okay." Once she responded, Troy gently guided her inside. Once inside, Troy poured a glass of warm water for both Teresa and Peyton. Tonight, he was just here to play a supporting role. Peyton was all business, his pen poised over his notebook, but his eyes were fixed on Teresa. "Ms. Sullivan, how long have you been married to Mr. Logan?" he asked.

"Five years," Teresa replied. "After you got married, were you happy together?" Peyton asked. "He barely ever comes home," Teresa replied. "Has Mr. Logan been cheating on you?" Peyton asked. "Yes," Teresa said quietly. "Do you have any evidence?" Peyton asked. "I do," Teresa answered. "How would you describe your relationship now?" Peyton asked. "It's not good," Teresa replied. "Do you two still sleep together?" Peyton asked. Teresa hesitated, giving Peyton a questioning look. Seeing her reaction, Peyton remained unfazed. "Ms. Sullivan, I'm a lawyer.

These are just standard questions in any divorce case." Teresa swallowed hard before replying, "No, not for the past few months." "So, how many children do you have?" Peyton asked. "Just one," Teresa replied. "Does Mr. Logan let you use the money he earns?" Peyton asked. 55 vouchers "He only provides for our child," Teresa replied. "Has Mr. Logan ever been physically abusive toward you?" Peyton asked. "No," Teresa replied. Peyton didn't hold back with his questions, and Teresa didn't shy away from answering any of them.

He even asked about the details of their wedding and how many times a week they slept together-Teresa answered everything. Once he was done, Peyton closed his notebook and capped his pen. He looked at Teresa and asked, "Are you sure about everything you just said?" Teresa answered without a second thought. "Every word is true." Peyton turned to look at Troy, speaking as if he was addressing both him and Teresa. "You should file for divorce. It's the most straightforward way to handle this," he said.

Teresa was a bit uneasy, but she still replied quietly, "Yeah." Peyton added, "I'll file for divorce on your behalf, and the court will serve him the papers directly." Teresa still looked uneasy. She asked tentatively, "But what if he won't go along with it?" Peyton replied calmly, "Even if the court doesn't approve the divorce the first time around, the second time, they'll definitely grant it. So you just need to hang in there-a maximum of six months and you'll be free.

Honestly, this is the best way forward right now." When Teresa heard it would take six months, she instinctively furrowed her brow. This marriage was only a formality now-she didn't want to stay in it for even a moment longer. If it were up to her, she'd end it this very instant. But there was no way out. She couldn't get out yet-all she could do was wait. Though she felt disheartened, Teresa still nodded and said, "Okay." Peyton didn't say anything more. He just turned to Troy and said, "Congratulations. Looks like you finally made it through the storm." Troy finally smiled.

"Yeah, I guess congratulations are in order. I'll treat you both to drinks at the wedding." Listening to Teresa talk about everything between her and Charles had Troy boiling with rage-he was so mad he could barely sit still. But then he figured, as long as things ended well, that was good enough for him. As Peyton sipped his warm water, he said, "Let's just wait for the good news." Troy stood up, leaned over to push Teresa's wheelchair, and said to Peyton, "Thanks. I'll take her home now. Next time, drinks are on me." Peyton set down his glass and looked up at Troy. "Forget the drinks.

Just help me out with Zane a couple more times instead." Then, Peyton quickly added, "Oh, and while you're at it, tell Monica to be a little nicer to Zane." Troy burst out laughing. "If you want a guy who listens to his wife, you gotta start them early." Seeing Troy's mischievous grin, Peyton scoffed, "Troy, you-" Before he could finish, Troy cut him off. "Zane's just like you. He's not gonna change, so just let him be." Peyton shot Troy a look but didn't say anything else. Teresa turned to Peyton and said, "Mr.

Peterson, Monica's just a little mischievous, but she's not really a bad kid at heart. I'll let her know what you said." Peyton looked at Teresa and said, "Thanks in advance, Ms. Sullivan." Teresa smiled and said, "It's me who should be thanking you, Mr. Peterson." While the two kept exchanging pleasantries, Troy had had enough. He just wheeled Teresa out without another word. When they stepped outside the café, the snow was still falling. In Riverdale, once winter brought the snow, it just kept coming-sometimes it felt like it would never stop.

Teresa reached out, letting a few snowflakes land in her palm. Watching them slowly disappear, she couldn't help but feel a little sad inside, though she couldn't quite say why. Seeing her looking so down, Troy asked, "Do you want to head back, or do you want to take a walk?" Teresa didn't pick either of Troy's options. Instead, she said, "I want to see Hector." Troy instantly got all worked up. "Why him? What's so great about seeing him?" Before Teresa could say anything, Troy cut her off. "Forget it, you're not meeting him.

Let's go for a walk instead." As Troy started pushing her forward, Teresa suddenly spoke up, "Hector came over today to ask for my hand." Her words were like a bomb going off inside Troy. He let go of the wheelchair, crouched down right in front of Teresa, and stared at her. "What did you just say?" Troy's face went stiff, all seriousness. Teresa looked him straight in the eye, not even trying to hide it. "Hector came over today to ask for my hand." Troy scoffed, rolling his eyes. "He actually thinks he can steal my girl? Seriously-he's driving me crazy.

I'm gonna go confront him-" Teresa interrupted him, her voice steady. "Let me do it." Troy snapped, "Why do you want to go?" Teresa's eyes shone, almost twinkling, and she smiled softly. "I want to set things straight with Hector." Troy's frown loosened. "Set what straight?" Teresa said, "He's really nice, but-" Before she could finish, Troy sprang to his feet and rushed behind her wheelchair. "Fine, I'll take you over there myself, right now." Seeing how quickly he changed his tune, Teresa couldn't help but laugh. When Troy heard her laugh, he ended up laughing too.

Neither of them said anything else-they just went quiet, but it felt right. On the way to the hospital, Teresa gave Hector a call. The call connected, but all she got was an automated message: "This is Hector. I'm in surgery right now. I'll call you back once I'm done here." Teresa knew how hard life was for someone in medicine, but she was determined to go anyway. No matter what, she couldn't afford to delay this any longer. It was almost nine when Hector finally got off work. As he walked out of the hospital, he saw Teresa waiting for him outside, sitting right there in the snow.

She had a scarf around her neck and gloves on her hands, but no umbrella-snowflakes had covered her from head to toe. Hector looked surprised for a moment, then quickly hurried over and held his hand over her head to block the falling snow. "It's coming down so hard-why didn't you bring an umbrella?" Hector asked, concern clear in his voice. Teresa gave him a gentle smile. "Hector, I waited here just for you. I wanted to say a couple things to you." Right now, Teresa looked just as serious as she had when Hector came to the Sullivan Mansion to propose.

Hector was quick to catch on-he immediately sensed why Teresa was here. "You know I went to the Sullivan Mansion?" he asked. Teresa nodded. "Yeah, I know." 55 vouchers Hector hesitated, then asked, "So, you came here to say no?" Teresa didn't say a word, but her silence said it all. Hector smiled, a little sadly. "Honestly, I figured as much a long time ago." The bitterness on his face was so piercing, it almost stung just to look at him. Teresa couldn't bear to see him like this. "Hector, you-" Hector was still shielding Teresa from the snow with one hand.

He lowered his gaze, and with his other hand, he reached out, wanting to touch her cheek. But as soon as his hand moved, Teresa instinctively flinched away. Hector's hand hovered in the air, stopping himself at the last moment. Off to the side, Troy stood beneath a tree, his eyes locked on Teresa and Hector, not missing a single move. He was so focused, it was like nothing else in the world mattered to him right now. 'Yeah, maybe it's cruel,' Troy thought, 'but when it comes to love, there can only be one winner. 'And that winner... it's gotta be me. No one else.

It was always going to be me.' Troy's resolve was unshakable. I AD Comment Send gift No Ads Editorial board Editorial Board: Our editorial team works behind the scenes to refine each chapter, maintain consistency, and deliver the best reading experience.