Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Tatiana continued, "And also, you said that Lyse has been using Sean, trampling
on his dignity, and even claimed that my family looks down on him. These are all
baseless accusations.
"If it were true, my parents would never have agreed to my relationship with
Sean, and my father wouldn't have acknowledged him as his godson."
The Lynch couple was shocked. Godson? When did that happen? How come
they had never heard Sean mention it?
Recalling this, Simon felt jealousy and resentment bubbling up inside him.
All these years, he had been currying favor with everyone he could, only to have
Sean become Winston's godson just because he was close with the Taylors.
If he had known things would turn out like this, he would have tried to ingratiate
himself with the Taylor family from the beginning. Perhaps by now, he would have
become a son-in-law or even the Director of Legal Affairs at KS Group.
Then Sean wouldn't be in the picture at all.
Forget being a godson. He would have happily settled for being a god-grandson.
That would have put him above everyone else.
"But if you look down on me because my mother is Lyla, the third lady of the
Taylor family, then I can only feel regret and disappointment for your shallow,
materialistic mindset.”
Tatiana's usually gentle and delicate expression suddenly stiffened. Her tone
became colder. "I cannot change my background, nor do I wish to. I have never
been ashamed of my mother.
"On the contrary, my mother has endured hardships and suffered in ways you
can never imagine. She has been my pride all along. However, I won't blame you
for your coldness and ridicule. After all, you are Sean's mother.”
Sinead's heart suddenly tightened. A flush of shame rose to her cheeks, as if
Tatiana's words were a stinging slap.
"But I hope that this is the last time I hear such words from you."
Sean stared at Tatiana's fearless face, his heart pounding wildly.
Since childhood, Tatiana had always been hiding behind Alyssa. She had been
gentle and soft-spoken, like a little white rabbit cradled in the palm of his hand.
But at this moment, Tatiana seemed to have grown up in an instant, breaking
through herself. Her beautiful and chic demeanor made her look a little like
Alyssa.
No. She was unlike anyone else. She was the Taty he loved.
Spencer watched as his wife was silenced, unable to say a word.
On one hand, he couldn't possibly argue with a young woman like Tatiana, as it
would be too undignified. On the other hand, his wife's words were indeed harsh,
and anyone would have retaliated.
Sinead was taken aback. Her lips trembled, and her mind momentarily went
blank. Her previously commanding demeanor dissipated as well.
"Ms. Tatiana, you're saying as if our family is blind and filled with villains.”
As an instigator, how could Simon not fuel the fire?
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He sneered, stabbing Tatiana where
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it hurt the most. "My mother is still
recovering from her illness, having
just come back from the brink of
death. I thought you came here to

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Although our family may be nothing

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compared to your family, we're still a
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reputable family. We won't allow
women with questionable morals
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into our family. Isn't that reasonable?
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"You... Who are you talking about?" Sean clenched his fists. He didn't want to
waste any more words. He just wanted to grab Simon by the neck and twist it.
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Remember your affair with David?

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Don't think that just because he's
dead, everyone has forgotten about
it. You said you were forced into it,
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Tatiana felt a stab in her heart, stumbling back half a step.
Simon's actions were despicable beyond measure. He was undoubtedly picking
at her deepest wound.