The Billionaire Ex-Wife and the Beggar He Became novel Chapter 326

"I'm not some stunning beauty, nor do I come from a prominent family. I'm the infamous 'fake heiress' everyone loves to hate. I've been married, had a child, and my husband never loved me. To put it bluntly, I'm just an ordinary woman who's had a string of bad luck."

"But you're different. I imagine the line of women in Greenwood City waiting to marry you could circle the entire city."

"Don't tell me you just fell for me for no reason. I don't buy that. Lately, I've even started to wonder if I'm just the disposable supporting actress in someone else's story. In those stories, that character is never the one anyone likes."

"So, you can't figure out why I… love you?" Yves asked, turning the question back on her.

Winona was taken aback. He had used the word "love."

Her heart tightened. She nodded. "If this was just about the business project, you've already done more than enough. You don't need to be so good to Zane, Helga, and Mia that you'd cook for us in my home."

Yves looked at her, his expression serious. "You might see yourself as a disposable character in a script, but I don't. We're not in a script; this is the real world."

"A script can give the heroine countless men to love and protect her, but in reality, how many women do you know who get that kind of treatment?"

"In the real world, the luckiest women grow up loved by their parents, marry a man who cherishes them, and live a comfortable life. That's a relatively perfect life."

"But not every woman gets that. What happens when a girl is abandoned by her parents, neglected by her husband, and constantly bullied by a third party? How many women in this world could do what you did? With no superpower, no one to help you, and everyone trying to trample you, you carved out a path for yourself all alone."

"In all of Greenwood City, you're the only one I've seen do it. Do you have any idea how rare that is?"

"Yves…" Winona whispered.

His voice was deep and warm. "Beautiful flowers come in two types. One is like Felicity—she appears strong and unyielding, but in reality, she's a carefully cultivated greenhouse flower, coddled and protected by everyone. Her 'unyielding' nature is just an image she projects."

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