Mysterious male escort is a mogul novel Chapter 1848

qSince he was a child, he never got involved in other romantic relationships.

For the past twenty-seven years, the closest he got to a girl was seven years ago, when he held Francesca's hand.

To him, Francesca was his first love, the only person he cared for, and the only relationship in his lifetime.

He had been holding on to that belief, spending all his time and effort looking for her in hopes of giving her a happy life.

Now that he had found her, there were no traces of warmth in her gaze. Instead, there was only suspicion, uneasiness, nervousness, and caution.

Worst of all, she told him she had a boyfriend, and that they did not suit each other as they were of different worlds.

On top of that, she even said their promise was just a child's joke that could not be taken seriously.

He could not believe his ears.

Is this real? Or did I hear it wrongly? Or did I make a mistake? Perhaps this girl in front of me is not my Cece. But she's got the exact scar just like Cece's. And she knows the secret of the necklace. She should be...

“Why are you staring at me like that?” Francesca shifted aside. “Don't tell me this is unrequited love?”

“Are you really Cece?” Danrique still could not accept the truth. “Where did we first meet?”

“I don't remember,” Francesca answered casually. “The mountain, I think.”

Danrique was stunned. Her answer was right, but her casual tone clearly showed she did not care about the past anymore.

“I'm sorry,” Francesca comforted, noticing his dejected looks. “I was still young back then. I didn't know what love was. I'm afraid the promises I made back then can't be counted...”

After pausing for a while, she lifted the necklace and asked carefully, “Since you've already given me this necklace, you won't take it back, right?”

“It's yours once I've given it to you.” Danrique suppressed the mixed emotions within himself, trying his best to appear calm. “Leave that man and return to my side!”

“Uh...” Francesca was dumbfounded. Really?