Invisible to My First Love (Harper and Maddox) novel Chapter 141

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**Chapter 141**

**Grayson**

Harper’s words struck me like a bolt of lightning, leaving me momentarily speechless as I grappled with the weight of her indifference.

“Are you serious right now?” I finally managed to utter, my voice barely above a whisper, laced with disbelief.

She remained rooted in the doorway, her expression as hard as stone, offering no hint of compassion. The sight of her only deepened the wound in my chest.

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I raked my fingers through my hair, desperately trying to steady my breath. “I just discovered my wife has been unfaithful, and the one person I thought would stand by me…” My voice faltered, the words catching in my throat. “The one person I believed would care seems utterly indifferent.”

She regarded me with an air of boredom, her eyes glinting coldly. “Remember when I presented you with undeniable proof and you brushed it off?” Her tone was sharp, devoid of warmth.

“I didn’t brush it off,” I replied, my voice low, loathing the weakness that seeped through. “I just couldn’t bring myself to accept it, alright? I married the woman I thought was perfect. I wanted her to be flawless so desperately that I convinced myself any negativity was just background noise. If I didn’t witness it myself, it didn’t exist. And then today… I saw her, naked, tangled with Josh as if she were lost in ecstasy. The pain it inflicted on me is beyond what you can fathom.”

She scoffed, the sound cutting through the air like a knife. “Oh, it hurt?” For the first time, her eyebrows arched slightly, her disinterest palpable.

That reaction stung more than I could express. I hated the way she looked at me, as if I were nothing more than a nuisance. I searched her features for any trace of the girl I once knew, the one who would have offered me solace, but all I found was a stranger staring back.

In that moment, I was flooded with memories of the wrongs I had inflicted upon her. Maybe if I tried harder, I could make amends. I yearned for her to say something—anything—that resembled the understanding we once shared, or to look at me with the warmth that had long since faded.

“I’m really sorry for lying about your sister and for the way I toyed with your feelings for all those years. You have no idea how much that haunts me.”

I knew my apology was insufficient, so I pressed on, pouring out my remorse. Yet, when I finished, she offered nothing in return. Instead, her gaze dropped to her phone, and she spoke in a casual tone, as if my heartbreak meant nothing.

“Oh, look at the time. It’s almost eleven PM. My boyfriend should be here soon. I need to freshen up my makeup and stuff.”

I stared at her, dumbfounded.

“Harp, what the hell? I just laid my heart bare, and you’re acting like it’s nothing?”

She sighed, her voice steady and devoid of emotion. “You finally caught Tiffany cheating. What do you expect me to do about it?”

“You could at least show some support!” I shouted, a tear slipping down my cheek. “I came here—”

“I was supportive before!” she interrupted, her voice rising slightly. “I gathered all the evidence for you, and you just turned me into the villain!”

As I stood there, listening to her cold words and seeing the frostiness in her eyes, I couldn’t help but wonder if this was truly who she had become because I had chosen Tiffany time and again.

“Step back,” she said, her voice firm. “Please leave, Grayson.”

She emphasized my name, making it painfully clear that she was addressing me specifically.

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**Chapter 141**

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I parted my lips to respond, but no words came out as I absorbed the reality that she hadn’t even invited me inside. There was no pretense of concern whatsoever.

Looking straight into my eyes, she retreated further and gently closed the door in my face, as if she were executing a well-rehearsed act.

I should have walked away then, but instead, I sank onto one of the steps, my gaze fixed on the wooden floor beneath me.

This wasn’t the reception I had envisioned from the one person I thought would always have my back. In that moment, it dawned on me—she wasn’t in my corner at all. I had obliterated the last bridge I ever wanted to burn.

Minutes crawled by until I heard the unmistakable sound of an engine. It was a familiar sound, one that reeked of luxury and power, and it made my fists clench involuntarily. Maddox was approaching.