Cannot cry（1）

As soon as Jane heard the name Vivian West, her body instinctively shuddered.

Vivian West is the heiress of the wealthy West family in the capital, a potential daughter-in-law favored by Mrs. Land, as evidenced by the entertainment company named after her by the John family.

And she herself is talented and beautiful, resembling an elven creature like Angelina Jolie.

Jane does not belittle herself or feel inferior to Vivian West, but since Mark Cooper asked the question, he naturally belittles her and raises Vivian West.

"Miss Vivian West is a beautiful girl," she answered flatly.

Mark Cooper sneered, "You have thick skin. You have already divorced John and are still entangled with him. Don't you feel shameful?"

She looked quietly into Mark Cooper's eyes. Who would want to be entangled with him if not for the three-month agreement with John?

Jane's eyes were too clear, which inexplicably made Mark Cooper feel angry. "The things you said in the group chat are nonsense. If he could watch you being dragged into the bathroom by Gabriel Stone and not care, it means he has completely let go of you. The reason he still has contact with you is just his male pride and his nitpicky personality. He wants to see you fall and be destroyed, to personally expose your affair..."

Mark Cooper spoke a long passage, almost every word was like a poisonous knife stabbing at Jane's internal organs.

What he said, she actually understood in her heart.

But she didn't dwell on it, nor did she deliberately pursue it. However, at this moment, her hidden sadness and sorrow were torn out by Mark Cooper's words, causing her heart to ache.

She subconsciously looked at the man under the tree, who was chatting with Kevin. He was perceptive and probably guessed what his good friend might say to her, but he didn't try to stop it.

She was humiliated and hurt, but he let her be.

In fact, she was brought here today with the intention of teaching her a lesson, not just physically, but also mentally.

So, did she feel defeated?

Indeed, she was struck by it.

But she wouldn't fall, couldn't fall.

She struggled to raise the corners of her mouth and responded to the insults of her childhood playmate, "Is that all you have to say, Cooper?"

Mark Cooper's gaze flickered.

Jane, true to her name, has been shining like a star since she was young - bright, dazzling, especially her pair of eyes, which seemed to speak. When they looked straight at you, you couldn't help but be moved.

He deliberately looked away, "When Brandon Chen comes to S City, you won't have a chance to be with John anymore."

Jane smiled indifferently and nodded, "I know."

Mark Cooper felt that Jane was impossible to get through to, and angrily turned back.

Jane didn't hesitate, limping over to pick up the remaining balls and putting them away. When she finished, the three under the shade of the tree had already left.

She sat down, her bleeding feet hurting as she finally had time to look at the soles of her shoes. The scraped area was showing raw flesh, still covered in dirt and dead leaves, an ugly sight.

She took out a wet wipe from her bag and began cleaning the wound. The pain was unbearable as she hissed and gasped, holding back her tears.

As she cleaned, she whispered to herself, "Jane, keep going, just 86 more days and you'll be free."

"Jane, you have to endure, you can't cry, no one will care about you crying, it's just a waste of energy."