CHAPTER 92: Unspoken Knowledge

Sarah

Jakob grinned broadly, prompting me to fight the urge to smack my fist into his annoying face.

"Sarah, I first met you when you married President Cornell years ago. I watched as your life fell apart, seeing you return to Grandpa Mitchell with eyes void of life and then going back to President Cornell again. You told me you couldn't even summon anger toward him. You loved him deeply. Moreover, despite everything, he loved you too."

Part of me wanted to believe that Philip loved me sincerely. But another part stayed cautious, afraid to risk that level of pain and betrayal again if I turned out to be wrong about his feelings.

"He wouldn't have let his mother face public scrutiny like that, revealing her crimes and manipulation after all these years, if he didn't still have strong feelings for you deep down," Jakob continued.

Silence hung between us as we ate pastries. The thought of marriage to Philip again gave me a headache.

Changing the subject, I asked Jakob, "So, what wa