You Complete Me novel (Skylar and Coralie)

Chapter 132

Amelia Harington was dressed elegantly as she waited in the cafe. She was sitting at a table by the

window.

Franklin Moore walked in and sat across her. He came clean with his speculation, "Auntie Harington,

why did you do this?"

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Amelia picked up the cup of coffee in front of her and took a sip at it, all while keeping her lips in an

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"You asked for me to look for Coralie and arranged for the reporters to standby at the door for the

photos, didn't you?"

Franklin liked Valerie Rae in the past, so he was more or less familiar with Amelia's character.

She was definitely the one pulling the strings behind this.

"Franklin, don't spew any nonsense. Show me the evidence. Besides, this matter has not affected

anything, has it?"

Amelia looked at Franklin and weighed her words calmly.

She knew when to draw the line. Coralie's face was censored even though the photos were taken. Only

those who were close to Coralie could recognize her in the pictures. Otherwise, it would be impossible

for anyone to tell that that was Coralie.

And the only person who could tell was none other than Skylar Holland.

In other words, the only audience whom Amelia was intending to appeal to with the pictures was Skylar

alone.

Franklin looked at Amelia and said, "I really didn't expect that the dignified Madam of the Rae family

would stoop so low for her own daughter. I'm surprised."

In fact, Franklin knew that he couldn't win against Amelia.

It was just that he couldn't bear to sit back and endure everything in silence.

Even though he was not the one being targeted in the incident, but he had suffered collateral damage

indirectly because of it. The feeling of being used that angered him more.

"Franklin. I don't think that you have the right to blame me on this matter. Yes, I did ask for you to look

for Coralie, but I didn't say anything about taking her to the hotel, did I?"

Franklin was rendered speechless.

He suddenly regretted that he had come to look for Amelia.

She was much more experienced in life.

"She was drunk and she eventually fell asleep. I don't even know where Skylar's house is. If I didn't

take her to the hotel, should I have taken her to my home?"

Franklin was anxious. Although he had a lot of women in the past, he had never stoop so low.

Amelia's words were definitely an insult to him!

He was so angry that he was about to dash out from the place.

Amelia saw that Franklin was leaving and she was prompted to confess her motives, "Franklin. Why

don't we make a deal? I could see that you no longer have any feelings for Valerie anymore. Why don't

you find your way into Coralie's bed and send the photos to Skylar? As long as Skylar and Coralie go

their own ways, won't you have a chance then?"

Franklin paused and looked at Amelia in front of him. She was well over 50 years old, yet she was still

graceful and sophisticated. Her expression was elegant, but he didn't expect the one underneath her

facade to be so vicious. What she said was completely inconsistent with how she appeared to be.

"I'm different from your daughter. I'll never degrade myself to get one woman."

Franklin then got up and left.

It had suddenly dawned upon him that the people in Valerie's family were such master of schemes.

Even back then, the young Valerie had taken advantage of him.

Valerie came to him as soon as she got into a car accident. She wanted him to take the blame for her.

When he refused, she begged him not to tell others about the incident and even offered herself to him.

It was also the day when Franklin found that Valerie was completely disgusting.

......

For a week, Coralie was unsettled after the video was posted. She couldn't even sleep well because

she was certain that Skylar would recognize her from the photo.

Would he take things the wrong way?

Would he get together with Valerie because of this?

At night, Coralie could no longer sit still. She took a taxi to where Valerie was. There were no guards at

the hospital entrance because it was already at night, but there were still security guards who were on

duty 24/7 outside the ward. It seemed that they were protecting Valerie.

Coralie wandered alone downstairs, not knowing what to do.

She couldn't go up, and Skylar didn't contact her either. Recently, Skylar seemed to have disappeared

from her world.

Coralie missed him very much. She even dreamed about him at night, but she couldn't do anything

about it.

At this moment, Valerie was deep in sleep. Skylar stood alone in front of the bed in the ward and his

mind was filled with nothing but Coralie.

He hated himself. His woman was sleeping with another man behind his back, but he was still yearning

for her.

Skylar looked down from the window and saw a small silhouette moving downstairs.

He recognized that it was Coralie at a glance.

"Coralie?"

Skylar narrowed his eyes and looked carefully. It was indeed Coralie who was wandering downstairs

with a mobile phone in her hand. Bewilderment knocked him out for a moment.

He wanted to see her, but he was equally angered when he thought about the video.

However, the woman that he missed was downstairs. She was so close to him...

After pacing back and forth, Skylar eventually left the ward. After notifying the bodyguards, he raced

downstairs.

......

Coralie was roaming downstairs because she knew that it was implausible to just walk past the tight

security. Just as she was about to give up, she saw a tall man walking out of the bright hall. He was

wearing a dark casual suit, his hair was slightly disheveled and slippers were flapping on his feet...

She recognized the man at once.

She could still identify him even with only the outline of his physique.

Coralie was brimming with excitement. Half a month had passed since she last saw him. She really

wanted to tell Skylar how much she missed him, so much that she couldn't fall asleep.

Skylar sauntered towards Coralie and looked at her with his black eyes. There was no expression on

his handsome face. He was so cold that snow could have splattered from his face at any moment.

Seeing how cold he looked, Coralie suppressed her turbulent emotions in an instant. Her yearning for

him was contained and stored away.

She said timidly, "Skylar... I..."

Skylar looked at Coralie as he raised her delicate chin with his big palm. He parted his thin lips slightly,

"What do you have to say? Are you here to tell me that you have slept with another man?"

"I didn't!"

Coralie had been reeling in worry when she thought about the possibility of Skylar misunderstanding

her. Now that the man was standing in front of her, her worries turned out to be warranted.

"Didn't you? All the people in A City saw that my wife in disheveled clothes and standing behind

Franklin in a private room. Even he was wearing a bathrobe. Tell me, was the video recorded before or

after you two had sex?"

Skylar looked at Coralie as though his eyes were going to burst into flames of anger.

He kept pinching at her chin with his fingers as though he was going to crush her delicate chin with his

fury.

"No, I didn't. I admit that I was too sad, so I went for a drink. Then, Franklin came to look for me.

Seeing that I was drunk, he took me.."

"Took you to the hotel, right?" Skylar chimed in coldly, "Coralie, I know very well about your alcohol

tolerance. How could you be so sure that nothing had happened between you and him? Don't you

know that you would pass out as soon as you're drunk?"