When She Walks Away (Teresa) novel Chapter 204

Chapter 204

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Yolanda’s eyes instantly filled with tears as she listened to Charles. Why does it always turn out like this?‘ she thought to herself.

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Yolanda said, her voice trembling, “But Dad, how long is Mr. Richard going to stay?”

Charles paused, carefully choosing his words. “Honestly, I don’t know. It might be a week, maybe a month, or maybe even a whole

year…”

Judging from Richard’s attitude, it looked like he planned to live with Charles for the rest of his days.

Yolanda didn’t blame Richard at all. Instead, her voice shook with worry as she asked, “But Dad, what if I start missing Miss Naomi?”

Charles was briefly stumped, but he put on a reassuring smile and said, “Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’ll figure something out.”

He hadn’t worked out a plan yet, but just hearing his promise made Yolanda light up with happiness.

Richard went to rest, and Charles headed upstairs to keep Yolanda company, leaving Teresa standing alone in the living room, not quite sure what to do with herself.

In the end, she just went up to the second floor after all.

Out of habit, she pushed open the door to the room she used to share with Charles, as if she’d done it a thousand times before.

When she flicked on the light, the room was bathed in soft, pastel colors.

The bedspread was a delicate lavender, the wardrobe was pure white, and the dressing table was white as well.

Everything she saw was in those gentle, muted hues.

Standing there, Teresa felt a strange sense of unfamiliarity wash over her.

The layout was still exactly the same, but all the stuff inside had gotten a total makeover.

Back then, Teresa stuck to black, white, and gray, just to please Charles.

But now, Naomi could decorate however she wanted, doing things her way.

Everywhere you looked, you could see traces of Naomi in the room.

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Her hairbrush and skincare products were arranged on the dressing table, a medical book sat open on the desk, an unused sleep mask rested beside the pillow, and a pair of pink slippers waited by the bed.

And everywhere you looked, Charles’s things were scattered around too, blending right in.

Their stuff was all mixed together, turning the whole place into a set straight out of a romantic drama.

Back then, Teresa and Charles had been intimate in this room, too.

But now, this place belonged to Charles and Naomi.

‘Who knows how many things they’ve tried in here, Teresa thought to herself, unable to stop her imagination from running wild.

Her mind racing with wild thoughts, Teresa suddenly heard footsteps behind her.

Turning around, she found Charles coming her way. His tone was cool as he said, “Looks like you’re going to be staying at Joyacre Villa for the foreseeable future.”

She just listened quietly, not saying anything.

Charles didn’t try to force the issue, simply letting her be.

After a few moments of silence, Charles finally walked over to the wardrobe and opened the door. All sorts of colorful outfits were hanging in the closet, with only a small spot tucked away in the corner for Charles’s shirts and suits.

Looking at the wardrobe like this, Teresa couldn’t help but think back to how things used to be.

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She’d tried hanging her clothes next to Charles’s before, but by the next day, either her clothes would mysteriously vanish, or his would end up getting taken out.

Teresa watched Charles as he sifted through the pile of colorful clothes and finally pulled out a set of soft teal pajamas.

He turned to her, holding out the pajamas. “These belong to Naomi, but I haven’t seen her wear them yet–they should be clean. After you freshen up, you can use them tonight. Just hang in there for now, and tomorrow I’ll make sure you get everything you need.”

She eyed the pajamas. They definitely stood out from the rest, but Teresa didn’t reach out to take them.

She lifted her head, locking eyes with Charles, refusing to back down. “So, Charles, when exactly are you going to tell Grandpa that we’re about to get divorced?”

Charles’s tone softened, with a hint of pleading. “Grandpa’s health isn’t great right now… at least, not at the moment.”

no matter what she did, sleep wouldn’t come.

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Since she couldn’t sleep, Teresa pulled out her phone and started scrolling through videos.

She had barely opened the app when the very first video to pop up was, once again, Naomi’s.

This time, Naomi’s video was shot in a bar, and–just like before–the camera only showed the guy across from her from the chin down.

The guy’s face was out of view, but as Teresa hit pause, something caught her eye–it definitely wasn’t Charles. In fact, that hand looked just like Troy’s.

If she recalled right, Troy always had a shallow scar on his hand.

Sure enough, in the video, when the man clinked glasses with Naomi, that scar flashed into view,

The caption read: “Nothing beats having someone to keep you company, especially when he’s a six–foot–three hunk.”

Teresa peered at the screen for ages, her eyes glued to every detail. Finally, she was convinced—no doubt about it, that was Troy

Just to triple–check, she even popped into Charles’s room. He was out cold, fast asleep.

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So yeah, it was official–the one having drinks with Naomi tonight was Troy. No way she could be wrong.

After seeing just that one video, Teresa’s mood was completely shot–she didn’t even bother scrolling any further.

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It took Teresa ages to finally fall asleep. And when she did, she found herself drifting into another dream, her mind unable to escape the tangled mess of her feelings.

In this dream, Troy once again climbed in through her window–just like so many times before, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

He made his way over, settled down beside her on the bed, and gently pulled her into his embrace–everything so real, so familiar, it made her heart ache even inside the dream.

Half–asleep, Teresa couldn’t help but whisper, “Troy?”

But then, right in her ear, a deep, almost possessive male voice spoke up–Charles’s. “Dreaming about him again, huh? So, were you two getting cozy in your dreams, or is that just your imagination working overtime? Why are your legs squeezing together like that?”