The CEO's Regret: Darling, Don’t Leave Me novel Chapter 414

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<Chapter 323 Ne! My Fault, Part 2

Chapter 323: It’s Not My Fault, Part 2.

Vanessa narrates.

I arrive at my apartment with no clear memory of the drive.

I just wanted to get there; I felt tired, exhausted… like I’d worked ali day.

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I have no idea how I drove here… Not because wasn’t paying attention… but because my mind is still stuck in that moment, replaying it like an echo that won’t completery fade. Every turn, every second, every

calculation.

Everything went as planned. Everything.

I close the door behind me, and silence immediately envelops me It’s dense, heavy… but necessary. I carelessly drop my bag on the table, kick off my shoes in the middle of the living room, and walk straight to the bedroom.

My bare feet on the cold floor are relieved, they feel better.

I don’t turn on any more lights; I don’t need them. I don’t want to see too much.

I go into the bathroom and turn on the shower without even thinking. The water falls forcefully, filling the space with that constant sound that, for a moment, manages to drown out the noise in my head.

I slowly take off my clothes, letting them fall haphazardly to the floor.

I step inside… The warm water runs over my skin and I close my eyes, breathing again, but this time more deeply.

As if I could cleanse myself of something invisible, as if I could erase that moment.

But it doesn’t erase.

Her car appears, the crash, the sound.

Her body moving, her hands… I press my lips together, open my eyes.

No… I’m not going to stay there.}

I tilt my head back, letting the water fall on my face.

“It’s over…” I murmur.

And this time it doesn’t sound like doubt, it sounds like a decision.

I force myself to think about something else, about what’s coming. Alout what will happen tomorrow.

Because tomorrow… Everyone will know.

I smile slightly, a faint, almost imperceptible smile.

Not a smile of happiness, but one of something closer to control.

< Chapter 323 Net My Fault, Part 2

I feel as if everything is now taking shape. It feels good, as if tomorrow, when I wake up, everything will Trake sense again.

I get out of the shower after a few minutes. I don’t know how many I dry myself slowly, put on a random t-shirt, without worrying about anything else.

I walk to the bed; the apartment is still silent.

Just like before, as if nothing had changed.

I let myself fall onto

The impact, the

I close my e

“No…” I w

And I

The

s, face up, staring at the ceiling. For a moment… Everything comes back.

ement.

back on all of it.

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