Chapter 20

As Hazel finished speaking, she felt a hand slip into hers. She glanced to the side, just in time to catch the quiet, contented chuckle that escaped Hugo. Meanwhile, Freddy stood motionless. He was struggling to grasp what he'd just heard. Had Hazel truly said that the person she loved had always been someone else? Just one sentence—and she had erased everything between them. Was this a petty lie said out of spite? How absurd. Freddy had weathered her moods and tolerated her sharp tongue without complaint. But this—this was the breaking point. His lips pulled up in a bitter smile, but the darkness in his eyes betrayed the chaos within. "So, you're saying this is a misunderstanding? He's the 'right one'?" he asked. "You're telling me... you mistook me for him?" From the sidelines, George immediately sensed Hazel's intent. He quickly stepped forward, wearing a composed smile as he tried to defuse the situation. "Fred, you've drunk too much. You're not making sense. Please, s