The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 328

“When I’m thinking of you, how could I possibly have the energy to work?”

“Your words are so sweet to me. How can that same mouth make other people cry?”

Theodore tweaked her nose. “Then you should be glad you’re my wife and not my employee.”

“And what if I’m not your wife anymore?”

“That’s not a possibility.”

His work efficiency clearly plummeting because of her, Theodore eventually kicked her out of his office, instructing her to wait for him in the adjacent lounge.

After a quick work call with Nathan, Penelope started scrolling through videos to pass the time. She stumbled upon one featuring Donald and was about to swipe past when she saw her mother’s name on the screen. She paused.

“Edith Laurier was a painter of immense soul and talent,” Donald was saying to the camera. “I always believed she would achieve extraordinary things in the art world, but for reasons unknown, she vanished from the public eye. I’m a great admirer of her work and have collected nearly thirty of her paintings. I’m planning to host an exhibition in her honor.”

Penelope’s brow furrowed. Donald had mentioned this before, and she had dismissed it as absurd. But now he was actually doing it.

“I hope that when the time comes, esteemed artists and art lovers alike will grace us with their presence. I simply wish for her talent to be seen by more people. Of course, if she herself could attend, it would make the exhibition truly complete.”

He then looked directly into the camera, his expression full of deep emotion. “Edith, wherever you are in this world, let’s meet again.”

The affection in his eyes was so thick it was as if his words could only express a fraction of what he felt.

Thanks to Donald’s influence, the exhibition quickly became a hot topic, with people online launching a search for Edith, hoping she would appear on opening day to fulfill his heartfelt wish.

Penelope scoffed. Her mother had passed away three years ago, and he was only now starting to look for her. This belated display of affection was pathetic, especially since she knew it was all a lie.

She swiped away, determined to pay no more attention to Donald or anyone else from the Bishop family.

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