Ch. My previous life 11 My previous life 11

I smirked, “Shawn, what nonsense are you spouting again?” 

“Don’t think this is up for discussion,” he replied coldly, a trace of mocking disdain flashing in his eyes. 

“If you insist on performing, you’ll deal with the consequences yourself.” 

I stopped in my tracks, locking eyes with him and his key stare, 

“Brother, is your precious little angel so lacking in confidence that after ten years of piano lessons, she’s afraid of competing with me on the same stage? What a pathetic loser.” 

Just a few days before the anniversary gala, Alec came to find me 

“Sierra, what happened last time was my fault. But you’ve blocked me from contacting you, and you refuse to see me. 

“I don’t know what’s going on, Sierra. Do you have a misunderstanding about me, or have you fallen for someone else?” 

As he said those final words, his voice carried a distinct trace of pain. 

“But you said it yourself that you’d always love me the m 

most. 

A surge of anger, sharp and burning, shot through my chest. 

Once, I had loved him with all my heart for so many years. 

He said he didn’t like me doing kissing scenes, so I gave up countless opportunities with some of the best directors in the industry. 

He said Linda came from a rough background and was bullied in the orphanage, so I should go easy on her. 

And I forgave her again and again for every offense she committed against me. 

All ever wanted was to have my sincerity returned in kind. 

And what did I get in retum? A decade of slander and hatred from both of them. 

At that moment, I couldn’t even be bothered to put on a façade anymore. 

Grabbing Alec by the collar, I shoved han hard against the tree behind him. 

He gasped in pain, sucking in a sharp breath. 

Before he could say a word, I slapped him hard across the face.