When She Walks Away (Teresa) novel Chapter 87

After Hector’s surgery, the disruptions in Teresa’s life finally ceased, allowing things to settle back into a comfortable routine.

Three days later, she got off work early and decided to head straight to the Sullivan Mansion to cook dinner for her family.

She had just finished her prep work in the kitchen after a good half hour when Monica got home.

“Aunt Teresa, I brought in a package for you!” Monica shouted from the living room.

Teresa came out of the kitchen and saw a beautifully wrapped box on the dining table. “Troy, she thought immediately.

With everything that had happened with Hector, she’d completely forgotten about him.

She’d told herself he was just amusing himself, that he’d forget his promises once enough time passed.

But it had been almost ten days, and he was still sending gifts.

Does he really spend hundreds of millions on these things?‘ she wondered. ‘Or is it all for show?‘

She knew who Troy Hamilton was, but only on a surface level.

Teresa never really believed a guy like Troy would actually be into her.

Even though Troy always joked about wanting to sleep with her, Teresa just brushed it off as him messing around.

After all, Troy was one of those high–flyers. Why would a guy like him ever look twice at someone like her–a divorced woman with a kid?

As she stood there lost in thought, Monica’s voice pulled her back. “What’s in the box, Aunt Teresa?”

“Let’s see,” Teresa said, smiling as she walked over.

Monica plopped down at the dining table, resting her chin in her hands, looking all cute and expectant. Inside was another bracelet, this one a flawless nephrite jade. Under the light, it seemed to glow.

Monica gasped. “Wow, who sent this to you? It’s so beautiful it looks unreal!”

Teresa flinched. It was of the highest quality, with no visible impurities and streaked with faint, moss–green inclusions.

Even to her untrained eye, it was clear this was no cheap imitation. This bracelet was priceless, likely even more expensive than the emerald one from the auction.

She instinctively reached to close the box, but just then, Theodore’s voice came from the doorway. “I could hear you shouting from outside. What’s all the excitement about? Maybe your aunt can take you to buy one just like it someday.”

“Daddy, you’re home!” Monica chirped, hopping off her chair and running to him.

Theodore scooped her up, tweaking her nose. “What were you looking at?”

“Someone sent Aunt Teresa a bracelet,” she said, clutching his shirt. “It’s so pretty, it looks like it’s from a fairy tale.”

Theodore carried Monica into the living room, saying, “Where is it? Let me see”

Theodore carried her toward the dining table, his gaze falling on the open box.

His expression immediately soured.

He set Monica down. “Monica, why don’t you go upstairs and draw for a bit? I need to talk to your aunt.”

Monica, ever the obedient child, nodded and headed upstairs.

Theodore’s serious mood made Teresa uneasy.

Once his daughter was gone, he turned to Teresa. “Who sent it?”

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Chapter 87

was thinking.

“Excuse me, could you please give these to your employer?” Teresa said quickly, guessing what the maid The maid paused, surprised. The women who came here usually cried or caused a scene, begging her for help. Someone to return things… that was a first.

Mr. Hamilton doesn’t accept returned gifts,” the maid said. “If you want to give them back…”

so calm, trying

Before she could finish, Teresa pulled out her phone and started recording a video. “I am documenting the return of all items,” she said, her voice steady as she filmed. “The staff has been notified. I will not be held responsible for any losses.”

She then took each bracelet out, holding it up to the camera one by one.

After she was done, Teresa turned and left without another word.

The maid stood there, stunned, staring at the boxes on the ground. By the time she looked up to call after Teresa, she was gone. With a sigh, the maid reluctantly gathered the boxes and carried them inside.

These things were worth a fortune; she couldn’t just leave them there.

If anything went missing, she could never afford to replace it.

From around the corner, Teresa watched until she saw the maid take everything inside. Only then did she relax and drive

A week passed. One evening, Teresa received a call from Richard Logan.

“Teresa, come to the manor. I have something I need you to do.”

Teresa agreed and drove to Logan Manor after work.

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away.