I Loved You and That’s It

Jane hung up the phone.

She calmed herself for a moment, then silently began cleaning up the mess on the floor. "Mr. Westwood's visa expired. He's too old to travel back and forth, so he asked me to help him with it."

Tom asked suspiciously, "Isn't Mr. Westwood's daughter in the country? Why doesn't he ask her to handle it?"

Jane replied sharply, "Why don't you give his daughter a call and ask her?"

"I don’t have the time."

"Then stop asking so many questions."

Jane spent the entire night tidying up the bedroom.

Jane decided not to take the clothes and shoes that were ruined by Hailey away. She simply piled them up in the corner of the wardrobe.

She managed to save a few rolls of film.

However, the negatives had been soaked in water, causing severe distortion, so they were no longer usable.

As for the bottles and jars of cosmetics, the liquids were mostly drained, and the powders had been soaked through, rendering them unusable as well.

Hailey. [Today is just a warning.]

Hailey sent her a message.

It stayed for two minutes.

Just before the two-minute mark, it was recalled.

This way, Jane could still see it but there would be no evidence left behind.

However, after the previous incident, Jane had been cautious.

The moment she received the message, she took a screenshot.

She sneered and sent the screenshot to Hailey.

This time, Hailey did not respond for a long while.

Jane truly wanted to laugh.

Did she really think her tricks could work repeatedly without her being on guard at all?

Hailey was underestimating her too much.

After about ten minutes, Hailey finally replied.

Hailey. [What’s the meaning of this?]

Jane. [Nothing, just a warning.]

After sending this, she turned off her phone.

She didn’t care if Hailey would recall her messages or not.

She no longer cared about how Tom would react after seeing it.

Since the day she decided to leave, she should no longer have any expectations from him.

The next morning, during breakfast, Linda noticed that Jane’s face looked off and asked with concern, "Jane, did you not sleep all night? Why do you look so bad?"

Jane muttered nodded and said, "I didn't sleep well, but it's fine. A few days of rest and I'll be fine."

Linda said, "That's right, you need to take good care of yourself these days. You'll be busy with Tom's wedding."

Jane looked up. "Has their wedding been set for a date?"

"Yes, it's next weekend. Didn't Tom tell you? That boy used to tell you everything, even the smallest matters, but he didn't mention such a big event like his wedding. I can’t believe that..."

Next weekend.

Jane looked at the calendar.

That day happened to be the day she was leaving.

At that moment, Tom and Hailey came out of the bedroom.

Hailey acted as though nothing had happened, smiling and greeting Jane. "Jane, I've talked it over with Tom. You're going to be the chief photographer for our wedding. You have to make me look good in the photos."

Jane directly refused, "I have something to do that day. I can't come."

Hailey pouted her lips. "Are you still angry about what happened yesterday? I'm sorry, I apologize... If you're still mad, I... I'll kneel and apologize to you..."

She bent down slightly as if to kneel.

Tom immediately grabbed Hailey. "There’s no need for this."

Seeing this, Linda stepped in to smooth things over. "Hailey, there's no need for this. Jane cherishes her films the most. She's definitely upset, but there's no need for kneeling."

Hailey said, feeling wronged, "I just feel like I can't do anything right. I'm really sorry, Jane."

Tom comforted her. "Just be more careful in the future. Now, let's eat. Weren't you just complaining about being hungry?"

Hailey smiled and stuck out her tongue. "Well, that's because of you! If you hadn't insisted on making a scene this morning... I wouldn't be so tired and hungry."

"Alright, it's all my fault. Now sit down and eat."

Tom pulled out her chair and helped her sit down, even personally placing a napkin on her.

Once she was settled, he sat down beside her.

While spreading jam on a slice of bread, he said, "Jane, my wedding is next weekend. Whatever you have planned, cancel it. Come be the photographer for our wedding. It'll be a way to honor the friendship we've had for over 20 years."

The doorbell suddenly rang.

The servant went to answer it, and a woman they didn't recognize stood outside.

"May I ask who you are looking for?"

The visitor was a plain-looking middle-aged woman, smiling as she said, "Hello, is Ms. Lawson here? I'm from a charity organization. She contacted me and said she wanted to donate a batch of clothes to the poor in the mountains. We had arranged for me to pick them up today."

Jane immediately stood up. "I'm Jane. I've packed all the clothes. I’ll fetch them for you right away."

She went upstairs, packed all her clothes into several large bags, and handed them to the middle-aged woman.

The woman expressed her gratitude. "Thank you, Ms. Lawson, for your kindness. The weather is getting colder, and many girls in the mountains don't have enough clothes to get through the winter. These clothes will help a lot of people."

"It's nothing. Please make sure to deliver them to them as soon as possible."

"Thank you, rest assured..."

"Wait—"

Tom suddenly walked over, looking confused. He looked down at the six or seven large bags of clothes on the floor, furrowing his brows.

"Did you donate all your clothes?"