Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot-Chapter 943 - : 272: Sisters breaking apart, economic sanctions! _4

Chapter 943: 272: Sisters breaking apart, economic sanctions! _4

“Sister, in fact, everyone’s life will encounter such people. Some will teach you a lesson with their actions, some will leave an indelible mark in your life. It’s because no one’s life is smooth sailing, and it’s these people’s existence that makes us grow and become stronger.”

At this point, Noah Reed continued: “What’s truly terrifying is not that we are experiencing such things, but that we don’t grow after we have experienced them and repeat them in the future!”

Noah’s words relieved Delia Frieman’s mood quite a bit.

She felt fortunate that she had found such a boyfriend who understood and loved her in her lifetime.

Delia turned to Noah, reaching out and hugging him, “Thank you, Noah.”

Thank you for embracing the imperfect me.

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Noah revealed a silly grin, like a child, “Sister, I love you so much!”

“I love you too.”

It took quite a while before the two let go of each other.

Noah took Delia to have tasty food.

They moved through Food Street like an ordinary couple on the street. Soon, their hands were filled with various kinds of delicious food.

Lollipops, grilled squid, stew in soy sauce…

On the other side.

Things weren’t going so well for Rachel Barton.

She couldn’t believe it was true.

She used to think Delia was just a buffoon.

But only now did she realize that she was the one who was the clown.

Rachel couldn’t comprehend.

Why was it that someone like Delia could have love, but she couldn’t.

Why?

This was unfair to her.

Rachel, with the scars on her face, walked on the bustling streets.

She felt so lonely and helpless.

She took out her phone, hoping to call someone to confide in, or hoping for someone to keep her company. That wouldn’t be too bad.

Unfortunately.

There was no one.

She flipped through her contacts for a long time, only to find out she didn’t have anyone she could call.

Diana Hershey, Flora Tiarks, and Fiona Knight were definitely out of the question.

As for Viola Thompson…

If Viola knew about this, she might have strange thoughts about her.

So Viola must not know.

Rachel took a deep breath.

Just then, she suddenly spotted two familiar figures on the street.

It was Delia and Noah.

The two were being affectionate and sweet.

However, such happiness was too blinding for Rachel.

In all respects, she was superior to Delia.

Yet, she had no suitor that could compare to Noah.

Those who loved her were not those she loved.

Those she loved, loved her best friend.

Such an irony.

Just then.

Delia suddenly looked over in her direction.

Rachel was a little nervous and quickly wiped away her tears.

She wasn’t ready to face Delia yet.

It wasn’t that she was afraid that Noah would have told Delia about what had happened. She knew that even if Noah did tell Delia, Delia wouldn’t believe it anyway.

Rachel knew her place in Delia’s heart all too well.

Delia would always be like this.

She was already 28 years old; it wasn’t possible for her to return to university. Therefore, she needed an academically successful sister to maintain her image.

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Why was Delia kind to her?

It was all for a purpose!

Just like why Delia wanted to be with Noah.

If Noah was just a poor boy, would Delia still agree to be with him?

Similarly, if she was not academically excellent and hadn’t even managed to get into high school and was working on the factory production line now, would Delia still acknowledge her as her sister?

Of course not!

Because human beings are all realistic.

Her existence added shine to Delia’s image, so that’s why Delia was so good to her.

She and Delia had a mutualistic relationship; they used each other.

Thus, Rachel was not at all worried that Delia would sever her financial support.

Because Delia wouldn’t dare to.

Wearing a smile, Rachel was ready with her excuses, waiting for Delia to approach her.

But the next second, Delia, as though she hadn’t seen her, took Noah and walked in the opposite direction.

Rachel frowned slightly.

“Two…”

She wanted to call out ‘Older Sister’, but considering the possibility that people she knew might be around, she refrained from calling out.

Even though Delia was no longer a lady of the night, she indeed used to be a fallen woman.

Should anyone find out about her relationship with Delia, it wouldn’t be good for her.

She wasn’t Noah, nor did she have a love-blinded mindset.

She knew what she should do and what she shouldn’t.