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My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 1462
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Haleigh met Rosalynn’s gaze, her own eyes red from crying.

“Barlow…”

The harsh reality hung heavy in the air, a truth that none of them wanted to accept.

Unable to find words to convey her condolences, Rosalynn simply held Haleigh’s trembling hand.

Haleigh’s eyes turned red as tears welled up again. She closed her eyes tightly, struggling to hold back

her tears.

Uncertain of how to console Haleigh, Rosalynn could only sit beside her in silent solidarity.

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After a while, Haleigh croaked out a question, her voice hoarse with grief.

“Rosalynn, why were you and Barlow at that suburban building at night? Was it really a date, as the

news said?”

Rosalynn was taken aback when she heard this.

Her phone had died, leaving her oblivious to the news coverage. She had no idea how the media had

portrayed the tragic events that had befallen her and Barlow.

Had the news really twisted what had happened into a romantic date that was interrupted by a natural

disaster?

“Barlow and I weren’t on a date,” Rosalynn said, feeling the need to set the record straight.

Haleigh fixed her gaze on Rosalynn and asked, “Then why were you there?”

Rosalynn paused briefly, trying to condense the complex events into a simple explanation.

“There was a woman who loved Barlow, but her love turned into hatred.

She sent someone to kidnap me and take me there. Barlow came to rescue me, but we never expected

the earthquake.”

Haleigh’s eyes filled with fresh tears at this revelation.

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“Who is that woman?”

Rosalynn handed her a tissue and said, “Please don’t ask. Barlow said he owed that woman and didn’t

want us to seek revenge.”

Haleigh wiped away her tears and said, “Barlow never told me anything.

He never shared his troubles with me. Why did fate treat him so cruelly? What did he do wrong? He

was just a poor child!”

Rosalynn’s heart ached, leaving her at a loss for words.

Indeed, Barlow was a kind-hearted man. Why did life have to be so unkind to such a good soul?

Why couldn’t good people live longer?