The True Heiress Returns (Tilda Jenson) novel Chapter 141

Chapter 141 A Cruel Joke

Right then, the barista noticed something was wrong with Dominic.

“Mr. Jenson, are you okay?”

Dominic jerked awake like he’d been hit by a nightmare.

A chill ran down his spine.

He couldn’t even hold his phone steady. It slipped from his hand and smashed onto the floor.

Crack!

Everyone froze, staring at him.

What the hell was happening?

“Mr. Jenson?!” the barista called, worry in his voice.

“I… I’m okay…” he muttered, crouching to grab his phone.

But on the screen, the dark web message interface glowed.

The sender was Queen.

Dominic’s chest tightened.

He couldn’t stop glancing at Tilda.

Her eyes were locked on his phone.

Her expression shifted from surprise to cold, layer after layer, until her stare cut like ice.

In that instant, Dominic felt a needle stab through his heart.

It twisted inside him, making it impossible to breathe.

His mind went blank.

He shoved past the barista and bolted out of the café.

“Mr. Jenson?!” someone shouted.

He didn’t care. He ran into the crowd, weaving through people.

Everyone’s eyes followed Dominic with confusion.

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A guy that handsome, carrying that kind of presence–why did he look like he was running for his life, as if someone was chasing him down?

Dominic didn’t slow. He darted off the sidewalk.

Chapter 141 A Cruel Joke

“Hey! The light’s red!” someone yelled.

Dominic snapped out of it just in time.

A car screeched toward him.

It hit him, sending him stumbling.

“Damn! Are you trying to get yourself killed?!” the driver shouted.

Luckily, the brakes worked. Dominic got away with scrapes.

The driver jumped out, cursing, but Dominic ignored him and limped into a deserted alley.

Finally, he let himself breathe.

Finished

His whole body felt drained, like every bit of strength had been sucked out. He collapsed onto the ground, eyes blank and lifeless.

His obsessive–compulsive disorder was now completely gone.

He didn’t care how grimy the pavement was.

Dominic felt like his soul had been ripped apart, like a pair of giant hands were crushing it hard.

His body shook uncontrollably.

He forced himself to take long, ragged breaths just to keep from bursting apart.

He couldn’t accept it.

This couldn’t be real.

God, let this be a dream! A nightmare!

But his pounding heart, ragged breaths, and the lump in his throat told him otherwise.

He had been nothing but a fool.

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