Noreen had never imagined they would meet again under such circumstances.
Seth was thinner.
Perhaps it was the lighting in the room, but his face looked pale.
His hair was cut short, revealing a faint scar on his forehead—the one he got in the car accident when he went to pick up Bianca from the club.
It wasn't very noticeable and could easily be removed with medical treatment.
For some reason, he had left it there.
Noreen remained silent.
It was Seth who spoke first, breaking the stillness. "I heard you kept applying for a visit?"
Noreen gave a soft "mm-hmm."
Seth's voice was low, a barely perceptible smile on his lips. "Why visit me? You should hate me. We should never see each other again. After all, I'm the one who let you down."
If she hadn't moved on, she might have thought so.
But now…
Noreen just looked at him calmly. When he met her gaze, she said quietly, "Who wants to be stuck in some grand tragedy with you? I just want my career to soar."
The past was over for her.
So she didn't hate him, because she no longer loved him.
They looked at each other for a minute.
A smile rippled in Seth's eyes, a smile as deep and unreadable as the sea. "That's good."
Noreen's brow furrowed slightly.
Seth looked away, his voice faint, tinged with a weary sense of age. "As for my dad, if you're willing, you can check on him from time to time. If you find it a hassle, it's fine not to go. You don't owe me, and you don't owe the Harcourt family anything. Don't feel any pressure, and don't treat it as your responsibility. Just live your own life."
Seth said a lot.
But Noreen didn't speak again.
She had come to see Seth hoping to persuade him to get a good lawyer and fight for his case.
Now, it seemed there was no point.
So she remained silent.
Seth probably sensed she had nothing more to say and ended the visit early.
Noreen stood up silently, wanting to say goodbye. She felt she should.

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