Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan) novel Chapter 3655

That day, she had seen everything. When he called her while on his trip, she said she knew, and didn't ask a single question. He should have realized something was wrong then.

Later, she told him they were on different paths and that she wanted a pure kind of love.

She called him the same kind of person as Freddy.

She had said, taking it seriously makes it even more terrifying!

Now that he had cooled down, he finally understood what those words meant!

She must have been utterly devastated that night. Remembering her tear-streaked face while she choked on that cigarette made his chest ache so much he could barely breathe. And to make matters worse, he had left on a business trip that very night, cementing her misunderstanding.

Afterward, he was misled by the photos, thinking she had moved on to someone else, and in his furious jealousy, he had launched a cruel campaign of revenge.

Not only revenge, but he had hurled so many insulting, hurtful words at her!

Carson closed his eyes and leaned his head back against his car. What the hell had he done?

He stood outside the Evert house for a long time. By the time he returned to his villa, dawn was breaking. Carson slumped onto the sofa, reached for a cigarette, and tried to light it. But the lighter wouldn't strike. He hurled it violently across the room and kicked the coffee table over with a vicious strike.

The violent crash shattered the early morning silence!

He fell back against the sofa, his face etched with unerasable remorse. The only person he really wanted to destroy was himself.

Through the pain, a faint glimmer of hope rose in his heart. The fact that she was so heartbroken over seeing him kiss Giselle meant she cared about him!

She didn't like Sean; she loved him!

Carson swallowed repeatedly, turning to look out the window. For the first time, he desperately prayed for the sun to rise faster.

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Marina woke up very early. Unable to sleep, she decided to get up and go for a run.

But as soon as she stepped outside, she saw Carson's car parked across the street. He was leaning against the door, enveloped in the thin morning mist, just a tall, blurred silhouette.

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