“I know.” Liliana turned to face him, her expression serene. “Grandpa Cooper told me the truth about why your family adopted Isabella.”
Linton froze. He parted his lips to speak. “Liliana, if you’re really bothered by it…”
“You’re misunderstanding me. I’m not trying to argue with you about this.” She looked at him calmly, her tone surprisingly even. “I’m trying to say that I understand how difficult your position is.”
“They say a debt of life must be repaid with a lifetime of gratitude. Your mother and you were both saved by Isabella’s parents. Without them, you wouldn’t even be here.” Liliana took a deep breath before continuing, her voice growing even calmer, more detached. “I can understand why your mother favors Isabella. Her parents were good doctors who died tragically, leaving a three-year-old child all alone in the world. And you’re a man of honor and responsibility. Wanting to take care of her for the rest of your life… I can understand that, too. It’s only human.”
Liliana truly wasn’t a petty person. As long as she stopped seeing Linton as her lover, her future husband, the future father of her children, and simply saw him as a childhood friend, she could be incredibly magnanimous, even empathetic.
The reason she used to explode whenever Isabella was involved was because she had been truly in love, and she couldn't accept it. But if she didn’t love him, didn’t care, then from an outsider’s perspective, she could completely understand Linton’s actions. She respected his choice and even thought he was a good person for wanting to repay his debt.
No one gets worked up over the affairs of a complete stranger. By saying this, Liliana was drawing a clear line between them.


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