Enchanted By His Charm

She did not expect Joseph to trap Irish on the small island, nor did she expect so much to happen between Irish and Joseph, so Cassie really wanted to know her decision after Irish finally had described her mind.

"If you were me, would you still believe him?" Irish asked back.

Cassie thought, "Putting myself into your situation, and I maybe like you. I can't make the truest and most direct judgment of a man like Joseph."

Irish sighed.

"At that time, all the staff knew that Henry's relationship with Joseph had deteriorated before he fell ill, and he even cut his power so that it could be understood when he spoke angrily in front of him. Moreover, it was not likely for him to act when he spoke openly in front of the media yesterday." Cassie helped her analyze it, and when she opened her mouth, she immediately said, "I know you want to say that a person like him who has been brave enough to move forward on the road to success, and you think that anyone is used as a chess piece in front of him, I understand how you feel, but..."

She turned gently and tentatively said, "You still love him now, don't you?"

Irish's eyes trembled gently, and after a long time, she said with a bitter smile, "I think I'm weak."

This was also a direct admission.

"Then let's see if it works." Cassie took her by the hand and said, "Since you have a deal for a year, you can't leave him this year, can you? He can't allow you a chance to turn back, so try to trust him for a year."

Irish looked at Cassie in astonishment. "What do you mean, try to believe him again?"

"You're smart, and now you are confused for a while. I know how you hooked up with Joseph before, and I know how you managed to lure him."

"Cassie..." Irish was helpless.

"I just want to say, at that time, you dare to do that, completely believing that he could take the bait, so what now?" Cassie stared at her as if she were staring at a piece of mud that could not be used to build the wall. "You have to stay with him whether you believe him or not, so why don't you believe him? Also, God gave you such a beautiful face, which is actually well-intentioned. Since you can not forget him and still love him, then with your strength, can you let Joseph be completely dedicated to you? Even if he used you, you wouldn't use the time staying with him to catch his heart?"

"I used to think I had this ability, but now, there are too many false things, and the fake look real, and the fake look so true. I think my psychology knowledge has lapsed. I can not judge now or even dare to judge what is true and what is false."

Cassie nodded her head gently. "I feel the same way, so I feel that sometimes it doesn't matter if it's true or false."

"It doesn't matter if it's true or not. Then what's important?" Irish asked back.

Cassie meditated. "It's most important to feel happy, even if you deceive yourself."

Irish looked at her. "If you say this, I don't know if I want to congratulate you on getting out of the haze or if you're going to get worse."

"Don't say anything that curses me. I'm fine." Cassie took a sip of her milk tea. "I'm just telling you the truth of life. Oh, no, it's the relationship truth. I've been in love longer than you, and I always have more experience than you. I mean, the day passes away no matter if you cry or smile, then why don't you choose to laugh all day? You have to stay with Joseph for a year, so why do you have to choose the way you abuse yourself this year? Why don't you forget and listen to whatever he says, you can pander to what he does, make him happy, and make your life easier. Isn't that good?"

"Are you painful enough to understand, or did you learn the way of Roy?" As soon as May day approached, her wedding with Roy began to count down, and Irish was a little sad because the best man and bridesmaid had been decided, who was Joseph and her.

As Cassie's best friend, Irish couldn't refuse to be a bridesmaid; she had to be a bridesmaid, and people worldwide would associate her with Joseph.

Cassie smiled slightly, covering up the boredom in her heart. Even if she changed a man, she wouldn't tell Irish the truth that night, not let Irish avenge her, but simply relax her.

Roy was her eldest brother, so how could she bear to make Irish's life worse?

Suddenly shifted the topic and said, "Irish, I am seriously advising you. Sometimes emotional things need not be taken so seriously, and do not be so stubborn."

"Do you think it feels good to let a person keep drilling in my heart?" Irish took the chopsticks, and after a long time, she loosened. The trace of the edge of the chopstick printed her palm.

"In fact, what I am most afraid of is... If I really do that, then I believe you, and I can no longer live without him. It is not the body that cannot be separated from, but the heart. I'm afraid I'll love him and go crazy."

Irish's voice was very low, very weak, "So now, I would rather believe that he is false than dare to imagine that he is true."

"Why?" Cassie was surprised. "If you can't leave, don't leave."

Irish quietly looked at the cooled food on the table and didn't look at Cassie.

Gradually, her eyes revealed a trace of desolation, a long time later, she gently said, "I hate his deceit, but I can't help but forgive, at the same time, I can not let go of my feelings for him. It is better to hate myself than to hate him, and even if his feelings are true, I can never get rid of the despair."

Cassie trembled in her heart. "What happened?

Irish finally looked up at her sadly. "The doctor said I was in danger of getting pregnant."

"What?"

"And I didn't manage to keep our child." After that, her voice choked, and she took a deep breath and pressed down the sadness.

Cassie stared at her all of a sudden. "What? You were pregnant?"

Irish nodded and looked pale.

"How did this happen? Does he know?"

"It was because I lied to him that it was because I deliberately didn't want the child, and then he took me to the island in anger." Irish slowly told Cassie what had happened in Chicago.