Called Off the Wedding, Left Him Bankrupt novel Chapter 267

Cynthia bit her lip hard, then wrapped her arms tightly around Juliet’s waist, burying her face in her sister’s embrace.

“I just feel so humiliated, that’s all.”

Even if she still liked him, it just hurt too much. She knew it with painful clarity: she wasn’t good enough for him ten years ago, and she’s even less so now.

And after all, it was she who had caused the big scene, insisting on calling off the engagement.

“Life is unpredictable. The choices you make at seventeen are rarely the same as the ones you’d make at twenty-seven. If you still have feelings for him, then—” Juliet’s voice was soft and gentle.

Cynthia quickly cut her off, whispering.

“Juliet, all he feels for me now is a little lingering resentment. Once that’s gone, everything between us will just... vanish.”

She let out a shaky, defeated breath.

“Maybe it’s because I’ve been through a failed relationship, but I feel like I’ve lost the ability to love. I can’t be as brave as I once was.”

Once, even the tiniest spark of affection would have sent her rushing forward, headlong.

Juliet’s hand never stopped its gentle, soothing motion on Cynthia’s back, hoping to ease her sister’s tangled emotions.

“Cynthia, I know moving away from the city with Mom changed you, and she’s influenced you a lot. But sweetheart, Mom’s word isn’t gospel. She went through a bad marriage herself, and now she believes any woman who marries above her station is doomed to regret it.”

“How much of what happened between you and Dominic was because of what Mom and Grandma taught you? And how did that turn out?”

Cynthia stayed silent, her face still buried in Juliet’s embrace, tears soaking into her sister’s shirt.

“Marriage isn’t about marrying up or marrying down. It’s about choosing the right person, someone with good character.”

Who could say what the future would look like, even a few years down the line?

So, all Juliet wanted was for Cynthia to keep her wits about her, to survive love without completely losing herself in it.

Even when facing the person she once loved as a girl, she hoped Cynthia would remember to stay just a little guarded.

“Cynthia, you’re extraordinary.”

“But nothing in this world stays the same forever. I hope you keep that ability to let go when you need to. If you can’t love bravely now, then let yourself quietly feel what it’s like to be loved.”

Maybe losing the courage to love meant she wouldn’t get hurt so easily anymore—and maybe that was a good thing.

Men raised in old-money families, especially ones as sharp and ambitious as Dominic, always knew how to play the game. Who could say how long his special attention would last? So while it’s there—while it still feels fresh and intoxicating—why not let yourself enjoy it?