Jared chance novel Chapter 6214

Years of separation and years of worry all turned into one thing the moment he saw her.

They became the force that carried him toward her.

Up in the sky, Skylar took in all of it—Jared's wrecked state, the wildness in him, the way he looked like his soul had been torn loose.

The smile at Skylar's mouth deepened, then deepened again, turning smug and openly mocking.

This was exactly the effect he wanted.

He wanted everyone watching to see Jared reduced to this—ragged, humiliated, low as an insect.

He wanted to watch Jared suffer.

He wanted to watch Jared break.

He wanted to watch him lose himself completely because of Josephine.

To Skylar, this was the perfect way to torment Jared.

Compared to this, killing him outright would have been a thousand times less satisfying.

Skylar slowly turned his head and looked at Josephine beside him.

Her face held nothing but confusion.

A trace of coldness flashed through his eyes so faint it was almost impossible to catch, and then it was gone, replaced by gentleness.

Josephine's brows were drawn tight.

Her stunning face was filled with confusion and blank uncertainty.

She looked at the figure rushing toward her from below with no regard for anything else.

She looked at his reddened eyes, listened to the shake in his voice, and saw the longing and love in his gaze, so thick it wouldn't dissolve.

Something tangled and hard to name rose inside her.

That figure. That face. Those eyes, full of something so deep it hurt to look at...

It all felt familiar.

More than familiar.

Familiar enough that it seemed carved into the deepest part of her soul, as if she had seen him ten thousand times before.

And yet, she could not remember.

Not even a little.

Josephine searched through her mind with everything she had.

She forced herself to remember, trying to pull up anything at all about this young man.

But her mind stayed blank. All that remained was one sharp wave of swelling pain after another.

It was as if some unbreakable seal had locked away every last piece of her memory, holding it shut so tightly she could not touch it, much less break through it.

"Do I... know him?"

Josephine spoke under her breath.

Her voice came out cool, but the question carried a thick, searching uncertainty, and beneath it, a faint ache even she had not noticed.

The only thing she remembered was seeing Jared on the Celestial Stairway.

Back then, when Jared saw her, he had shown the same kind of agitation.

Skylar did not answer right away.

He only watched Jared losing control in midair, taking his time with the pleasure of revenge.

Jared rushed into the air, golden light bursting from his body as dragon might spread around him.

He was just about to reach Josephine when Darian, already prepared, led several Demon Dragon experts and cut him off in an instant.

"Stop!"

Darian's shout cracked out like thunder.

His demonic aura surged, and several Demon Dragons immediately formed a solid line in front of Jared.

Their savage dragon heads reared back with furious roars, dragon breath pouring out as they sealed off his path.

Jared acted like he hadn't heard a thing. His eyes stayed locked on Josephine and didn't shift even a little. His voice shook as he called to her, raw and pleading, packed with desperate hope.

"Josephine! It's me! I'm Jared! Look at me. Do you really not remember me anymore?! Have you forgotten everything we went through together?!"

Josephine looked at him. She looked at the hope in his eyes, and the pain sitting right behind it. The sting in her chest sharpened, and her brows pulled even tighter together.

It hit Jared like an invisible hand had clamped down around his heart and crushed hard.

The pain tore through his whole body in an instant.

His face went white as paper.

His body swayed before he could stop it. A hot metallic taste rushed into his throat, and he forced it back down.

He refused to accept it. He would not accept it.

He looked at Josephine again.

What showed in his eyes now was bare hope, a plea, something stripped down and small. On the Dragon Emperor who had once looked down over the world, it was a sight that had never appeared before.

"Josephine... you really don't remember me? We traveled through the mundane world together. We made promises together... We..."

Jared's voice caught, and nothing after that would come out.

Because he could see it clearly.

The way Josephine looked at him was still unfamiliar. Still confused. Still missing every trace of the softness and attachment that used to live in her eyes.

Those eyes that had once brimmed with love held nothing now but blank confusion.

Josephine gave a small shake of her head. A trace of apology and confusion sat on her stunning face, and when she spoke, her voice came out cool and lost, each word landing clear in Jared's ears:

"I... I don't know you."

Just six short words.

They hit like six razor-sharp knives, driving straight into Jared's heart, punching through his chest, grinding everything inside him to pieces.

Every single word tore through him.

Jared's body lurched hard again. The color drained from his face in an instant. Even the golden light around him dimmed, and the light in his eyes went out completely.

Up on the city walls, Roland watched it happen. His grip tightened around the broken sword in his hand, and he could only stand there, stuck with it.

Outside the hidden chamber, Luther, Vivian, Evelyn, and Grace had all gone still in shock.

None of them had ever seen Jared like this.

This was the Jared who was always steady, always composed, always ruthless when it was time to strike, the Jared no setback had ever managed to crush.