Chapter 13 You Brought This on Yourself

Trista couldn't help thinking back to a day a few years ago.
On the night of Trista's wedding with Matthew, Myra ran to the bridal lounge and said arrogantly, "Trista, you'd better give up your engagement with Matthew, or you will definitely regret it forever!"
Trista ignored Myra.
Myra, who was anxious to destroy the wedding, staged the scene of falling down the stairs...
In the end, Myra blamed Trista for everything, and Trista was subjected to years of abuse and accused!
There still were people blaming Trista for this now.
Trista thought that she wouldn't feel anything about these things now. But at this moment...
These people stood in front of her. And she was drawn into that painful memory again.
The softest part of Trista's heart seemed to be pressed by someone.
She didn't feel pain, but it was a bit congested.
She looked a little more indifferent.
Forget it. Why should she stay here when it was full of people she didn't like?
Thinking about it, she held the hem of her skirt with her fingers and was about to leave, planning to find another opportunity to ask Benson in the future.
To her surprise, she met Matthew's eyes before she could leave!
The two looked at each other unexpectedly. Everything around them became silent at this moment.
Matthew's expression froze suddenly, and a dark fire surged in his eyes.
Why was this woman here?
Soon, his eyes turned cold, and his aura became icy.
Myra, next to him, shuddered inexplicably. And she realized something was wrong when she looked at the man. "Matthew, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing that Matthew didn't answer, Myra immediately followed his gaze and saw Trista!
Myra was startled. Her body trembled uncontrollably, and she almost knocked over the goblet in her hand.
Myra's eyes were locked on Trista. Myra's face was full of shock, and her heart was in disbelief.
If she remembered correctly...
In the past, Trista had been a country bumpkin with no taste and never dressed up, just like a village girl!
But now, Trista seemed to have been reborn.
Trista had fair skin, a good figure, and was wearing a very high-end dress!
Trista's face was exquisite and beautiful, and her temperament was outstanding. Trista was the focus of the audience!
Myra bit her lips tightly. A strong unwillingness and jealousy rose in her chest.
Then Myra turned her head and saw Matthew staring intently at Trista. Myra was filled with jealousy.
Myra gritted her teeth secretly and couldn't help cursing in her heart. Why did this woman come back?
Wasn't Trista abroad? Why did she come back?
Benson, who hadn't left yet, also noticed the change in Matthew and looked back curiously, a little stunned.
It was a face that Benson had never seen before. But the temperament and appearance of the other party were so dazzling that it was hard to ignore.
Benson withdrew his gaze and smiled at Matthew. "Why? Mr. Myers, do you know this lady, or are you interested in her?"
Matthew let out a cold snort from his nasal cavity. His expression was contemptuous, and his tone of answer was also cold. "You think too much, Mr. Porter. How could I know her?"
Trista was not far away, and the pace she was about to walk suddenly stopped. Trista laughed at herself inwardly.
That was right. Matthew didn't know her at all. Why should she leave?
Trista's cold eyes glanced at Myra again.
His lover was by his side. Of course, Matthew said he didn't know his ex-wife...
And they had already looked at each other. Leaving would have made Trista self-sentimental.
Trista figured it out and immediately felt at ease.
She even turned her head and walked in this direction in high heels.
Of course, she came here for Benson.
Matthew looked at the woman approaching step by step. Her dress was like waves in the blue ocean, breathtakingly beautiful amidst the flashing lights.
Myra saw that Matthew said he didn't know Trista, but his eyes never moved away. Myra couldn't help clenching her fists tightly, causing her palms to hurt.
In addition to being full of jealousy, there was also a hint of coldness in her eyes, and her eyes gradually darkened.
Myra thought, 'Trista, you brought this on yourself. Don't blame me!
Since I can embarrass you once, I can do it again!'
Trista didn't know what was going on in Myra's mind and walked in front of them calmly.
Trista smiled politely and was about to introduce herself to Benson.
But Myra asked tentatively, "Trista, is that you?"
Her voice wasn’t loud, but it was enough for everyone around to hear!
Everyone was stunned.
This name seemed to be...
Then, they looked over in surprise.
Benson was puzzled when he saw Trista approaching.
After listening to Myra's words, Benson gradually remembered the old matters of the Myers family.
There was a playful look on Benson's face. He put one hand in his trousers pocket, ready to watch the drama that was about to unfold before him.
Trista frowned, secretly suppressing the discomfort of being looked at by crowds, and looked at Myra with cold eyes.
Trista's intuition told her that if the bitch opened her mouth, something must be wrong!
As Trista expected, Myra pretended to be pleasantly surprised and stepped forward excitedly. Myra held Trista's hand and said with an expression of disbelief, "It's really you!"
"Trista, you are back."
Trista's face darkened, and she glanced at Myra's pretended intimacy.
A feeling of nausea couldn't help welling up in Trista's heart.
Myra still loved to pretend, as always. And her hypocritical attitude had not changed at all...
Trista lowered her head, with an undisguised dislike on her face. Trista shook off Myra's hand and said, "Who are you?"
This thorny question stunned everyone.
Did Myra mistake Trista for someone else?
Myra also had an embarrassed expression on her face. She put her hands down resentfully, smiled embarrassedly, and said quickly, "Sorry. I'm too excited! But I won't mistake you for someone else!"
"Trista, when did you return? Why haven't I heard of it?
"Did you go back to Bryant's house? These years... Parents are quite worried about you."
Myra seemed to be meeting a sister who hadn't been in touch for many years, and her attitude was like they were familiar.
Trista just smiled coldly. Her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, with an aggressive sense of beauty.
Heh... The Bryant couple was worried about her?
Never mind how cruel they had been to kick her out back then.
And Myra had no blood relationship with the Bryant family, yet Myra still called them Mom and Dad. It meant that, in their eyes, Trista no longer existed!
Myra's purpose was nothing more than to show off!
Trista said immediately, "Firstly, I'm sorry, I don't know which family you're talking about. I'm unfamiliar with them and don't even know them."
Trista's tone was very calm as if she really had nothing to do with what Myra said.
"Secondly, are we very familiar with each other? Please respect others. Don't call me sister. I'm kind of sick of that!"