True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz)
Chapter 1669

Sinclair twitched his lips awkwardly. "Don't say that. We're not that bad, are we?"

"Sinclair, is it that hard to be honest?"

Sinclair's tone was cold as he replied, "Fine. In fact, I've never regretted it, and frankly I've never had any feelings for you. You have nothing going on for you except your prettiness. I've tried my best to help you all these years for the sake of old times, and I've never mistreated you in terms of your career. Don't pity yourself. You've actually earned a lot over the years."

Cindy laughed as she heard that. Then, she said, "Yeah, I indeed earned a lot. You're not wrong about that."

Then, she turned to Monica and said, "Monica, you do love Sinclair, don't you? You love him more than you love yourself. You've never loved Michael, have you?" Monica was obviously unwilling to answer the question in front of Michael and she was embarrassed.

She still considered Michael's feelings.

Michael narrowed his eyes and glared at Monica.

Monica twitched her lips awkwardly name replied, "That's not true. I have feelings for Michael, and I love him."

Sinclair looked at Monica.

Then, Monica's expression stiffened.

Cindy smiled and said, "Sinclair, did you hear that? Even Monica doesn't love you. She loves Michael instead."

Sinclair smiled bitterly. "What is love? I don't need love. What I want now is to see my daughter. Where is she?"

"She's right here in London. Please me, and I'll take you to see her when I'm happy. Oh yes, I forgot about it. I want to tell you that she still carries my last name too," Cindy replied. Sinclair's suppressed his feelings as he gritted his teeth at Cindy's arrogant expression. "It doesn't matter what last name she has."

"What matters is that she's your daughter, isn't it?" Cindy asked while she sneered.

Sinclair nodded. "Yeah, that's way more important."

Cindy asked, "Okay, so? What are you going to do after you reunite with her?"

Sinclair said, "We'll talk about it later. There's no rush for all that." "Are you willing to be in-laws with the Jones family after you reunite with her?" Cindy raised her voice suddenly as she questioned Sinclair. They were all stunned as they looked at Sinclair with doubts in their eyes.

Monica shifted her gaze, but there was a hint of joy in them.

Alas, Cindy ruthlessly dashed the glee in Monica's eyes. "Stop your delusions. Do you think you can make a comeback? So, what if you became inlaws with Heinz? Do you think he would even set his eyes on you?"

"Why do you say that, Cindy?" Monica replied. "If Sinclair really acknowledged Celeste as his daughter and became Heinz's in-law, then there's hope for us still."

Cindy chuckled and stared at Monica. "Really? Do you think I'll let that happen?"

Monica replied, "Don't be like this, Cindy. We've all buried the hatchet here, so we can start afresh. Don't dwell in the past. We may have a chance to start again if we plan this right."

Cindy looked at Michael and said, "Michael, do you see that? Your wife is still having delusions and wishing to have a relationship with Sinclair, coupling it with benefits. What do you think?"

Michael snorted and said, "It doesn't matter to me. Monica will never get any assets from me anyway, and I won't be deceived by her any longer. If she wants to be with Sinclair, that's on her. I don't care anymore. I have money now, so I can have any woman I want."

Cindy nodded and agreed with Michael. "You're right, Michael. You surely can replace a young woman and even start a family. That would be a perfect life."

"With Sinclair being so agitated earlier, I think this plan might work." Michael smiled.

"Michael, we're still married. We haven't divorced. You can't marry someone else," Monica retorted sternly.

"Ah, it seems like you have no idea. I could just change my identity. I won't marry someone else as Michael Grayson. Once I change my name, I can start a new family free of any attachments to you." Monica was suddenly speechless, drowned in her anger and she looked at him in disbelief.

He wouldn't give Monica any money.

Michael had decided to leave her penniless. Ironically, that was her own money she earned.

"Michael, those assets belong to you and me. I won't object to you marrying someone else, but you have to give half the money back to me." Monica was still wishfully thinking of getting her half of the money that she earned back.

Alas, it seemed like she couldn't get what she wanted.

Michael chuckled. "Don't even dream of it. You wouldn't get it. I wouldn't mind it at all even if you want to take me to court. Up to you."

Monica had never seen Michael being so shameless.

Sinclair had already gotten up and began to put on his clothes.

He quickly got dressed and sat on the sofa. Looking at the three of them, Monica seemed to be at her wit's end.

Then, Sinclair called out, "Monica, come here."

Monica looked back at him. She was stunned and hesitated for a moment before she walked over.

Sinclair said, "How long have you known about my daughter's existence?"

"She knew it from the very beginning." Cindy's smile was very malicious.

"Really?" Sinclair stared into Monica's eyes.

Monica had no choice but to nod. "Yes, I knew it from the start."

"Monica, why didn't you tell me?" Sinclair reprimanded her.

Monica twitched her lips and revealed a bitter smile. "That's because you chose Suanne, but you also didn't tell me either. So, why should I tell you? I am not your dog who comes and goes at your beck and call. Over the years, I feel like I have not done anything in betraying you."

"If that's the case, then you may leave," Sinclair said coldly. "Leave my home. Cindy, Michael, you can go too."

He pointed at the direction of the door.

Cindy and Michael looked at each other, and they both looked at Monica who had gone pale.

Monica was frightened as she was then being asked to leave the house.

She didn't have that much money. If she left and if Michael refused to give her any money, then she would be homeless and would need help from others. She might even have trouble returning home. She looked at Sinclair with silent pleading in her eyes.

Sinclair glanced at her.

Cindy and Michael were busy dressing themselves, and they left without sparing Monica another glance.

However, Monica did not leave and she kept her eyes on Sinclair.

Sinclair said coldly, "Why are you still here?"

Monica shook her head. "There's nowhere I can go. Sinclair, we've been together for decades. I admit that I hate you, but deep down I still love you. You're the love of my life."

"Monica, have you lost your memory? You admitted that you loved Michael just now, so why are you going back on your words once they left? You're confusing me and you're really getting me stunned." Monica pursed her lips and said, "I was just trying to calm Michael down. I said that only to try and get my money back. Those are the money that I have earned after working so hard all these years. If it's not because of that, I wouldn't have said it."

"Then does that mean I can also be sure that you're only saying that you're in love with me now because you're afraid of me abandoning you? Are just afraid of having to end up homeless? Frankly, you're just taking advantage of me." Sinclair's tone was full of mockery.

"No." Monica immediately shook her head and said firmly, "I really love you. Unfortunately, you're too much of a playboy. However, even so, I have never stopped loving you."

Sinclair sneered at Monica. "Your love is completely worthless to me, I don't need any of it.

Well, I can keep you here, but I want information on my daughter. Since you know about her, then hand it all to me."

Monica smiled once she heard that. "Okay, I have information on Celeste. I'll have my old assistant sort it out right away and get it to you."

Sinclair nodded, looking satisfied. "All right, help me up."

Monica immediately walked over and helped him upstairs.

Sinclair was injured and he walked very slowly. It felt like knives twisting in him with every step he took, and he almost completely relied on Monica to move while she supported his weight. "Michael and Cindy are very cold-blooded, and they won't ally with us," Sinclair spoke as he walked. "If you don't want to be homeless, then do as I say in the future. If not, you can just get out."

Monica became anxious right away at Sinclair's words. She nodded and said, "I got it. Hearing what he said, I know that Michael won't give me my money, and there's no hope for reconciliation between us anymore."