Breaking Mr. Cold (Giselle and Donovan) novel Chapter 777

Giselle couldn't help but close the distance between them, her eyes never leaving him as she rasped, "You… Who are you, really? What is your real identity?"

Chris stiffened upon hearing her words, only able to dazedly stare at her.

"Tell me. Who are you?" Giselle stared straight into his eyes—the same eyes that seemed to move with the sinister eyes in her memories.

Chris' heart was pounding, his expression growing more awkward by the second. Yet, he retorted hoarsely, "I have no idea what you're on about. What are you talking about?"

If she couldn't be certain back when she'd first seen the picture, she definitely was sure of it after seeing Chris in the flesh. The more she compared his face prior to his plastic surgery to the haunting figure in her mind, the more certain she became.

"It's you," Giselle whispered as she felt her limbs turn to blocks of ice. Her body started to shake uncontrollably, feeling as though she was stuck in a nightmare as she blurted, "It's you. It really is you… You didn't die. I—"

She cut herself off and turned to leave, intending to seek Donovan out.

However, Chris quickly blocked her path. Then, he closed the door behind him and locked them both in.

"You found out?" Chris leaned against the door, his mind a complete mess. Still, he looked as unruffled as ever as he asked, "You recognize me?"

Giselle's heart pounded harder in the face of his reaction. His panic-driven move and that question… All of it was proof against him. Her breath quickened as she choked out, "So you admit it. It really is you? You're… Orin?"

Chris didn't answer, but the gloomy look on his face said it all.

"I thought you'd forgotten." He stared at her, his heart thundering against his chest as he finally spoke that name. "Nora Holt."

Giselle couldn't help the shudder when she heard that name.

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