Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted by Eleven Jewell

Chapter 1990
Spencer's tone wavered with emotions as he continued, "When I realized she knew about my plans to study abroad, I was
shocked. I hadn't told anyone outside my family. It dawned on me that my father must have met with her, probably to discourage
her from pursuing a romantic relationship with me because of our family backgrounds.
"I was kept at home until my departure, losing all contact with her. Abroad, I found myself isolated, keeping a distant eye on our
group chats. She soared during her university years, excelling in the performing arts at Trinity University. Her talent was
unmistakable, even mentioned in the campus forums. With makeup on, I couldn't recognize her as the lead in King Lear. She
had transformed, leaving her high school self far behind.
"Rumors reached me about her being paraded by her father at banquets, seeking a marriage alliance for financial gains. I heard
her mother had an accident, and her family's company was in trouble. That idiot, using a marriage alliance for money, trapping
her. He had no idea where her true value lay. I thought, if there must be a marriage alliance, why couldn't it be with me? I broke
free from the people my dad had set up around me and rushed back, but I was too late."
Spencer turned to Keegan, his eyes red with unshed tears. He said, "You're incredibly lucky, Keegan. The woman I've loved for
years became your wife so effortlessly. I came back, hoping she might still have a place for me. But one look at her with you, I
knew I stood no chance. Her gaze toward you was filled with admiration, something I could never evoke. My dream of US
running away together was just that- a dream. For the longest time, I couldn't accept that she didn't feel the same for me. How
did you manage to win her heart?"
Keegan, gently taking the wine glass from Spencer's hand and replacing it with water, replied calmly, "The only advantage I had
was timing. I met her when I was in control of my own life."

Spencer paused, reflecting on Keegan's words. He managed a wry smile, "I guess that makes sense."
Stella sat quietly, her thoughts a whirl of past and present. She felt a pang of sympathy for Spencer, realizing how his feelings
had lingered through the years.
Understanding the depth of Spencer's unrequited love, Keegan contemplated, 'He had believed our marriage was a casual affair,
fueling his reluctance to let go. But his love was genuine, and his acceptance, though painful, was sincere. His greatest
misfortune was falling for her at the wrong time. Indeed, I am fortunate. But sometimes, luck is just another form of strength.'
Keegan prepared to call Spencer's father, but Spencer stopped him, "Don't be ridiculous. I don’t need my dad to come pick me
up.'
Keegan eyed Spencer's drunken state, "After drinking with US, I can't let you go alone. What if something happens? I don't want
Stella to feel guilty or worried about you."
Spencer leaned back, a mixture of resignation and respect in his voice," After all that's been said, you're still concerned about
getting me home safely. You always put personal safety above romantic notions. I have to admire that. She really didn't choose
wrong with you, Keegan."
Keegan responded with a hint of dry humor, "Don't make me sound too noble. I just don't want any accidents on your way home
to weigh on Stella's conscience. She doesn't need more reasons to think about you."