Three years of loving him, three days to erase myself from his world novel Chapter 139

When Clara saw them, her heart skipped a beat.

She had been in such a rush tidying up just now that she hadn't noticed these two small items left on the nightstand.

And Julian had obviously seen the cufflinks as well.

His dark eyes were profound. A few seconds later, he lowered his gaze to look at her. His strong brow bone cast a small shadow over his eyes, making him look enigmatic.

He didn't speak, but he remained terrifying all the same...

He was waiting for her explanation.

Clara felt like she had thorns in her back and didn't dare to look at him.

But anger was also brewing in her heart.

Even if she really had cheated, so what?

He had lied to her for three years, carrying on a secret affair with Seraphina for three years.

Did she say anything?

Seraphina caught Julian's gloomy expression from the corner of her eye and sneered inwardly. Then, she placed the two cufflinks in her palm and presented them to Clara, her eyes brimming with the certainty of victory.

"Clara, why would there be men's cufflinks in your room?"

"Cufflinks are little trinkets fastened onto shirts. Such intimate items, yet they were left on your nightstand..."

"Before we arrived, what exactly happened here?"

"..."

With every word Seraphina spoke, Clara could feel the air pressure around the man drop a degree, pressing down on her chest until it felt suffocating.

Clara tightly pursed her pale lips, a chill running through her body...

Julian looked at her. "Do you have nothing to say?"

His tone was sharp, as if in the very next moment, he would banish her into a freezing hell.

Clara's face turned pale. Humiliated, she gritted her teeth...

Seraphina chuckled. "Clara, I never expected you to be this kind of person."

This kind of person?

Their own dirty deeds could fill a basket, and they dared to accuse her?

Clara's chest heaved. Like a balloon pumped to its absolute limit, she couldn't take it anymore. Lifting her reddened eyes, she swept her gaze over the two of them and gave a furious, cold laugh.

"You guys..."

"Oh, what's going on? It's so lively in here, even Mr. Lowell has come."

Accompanied by the sound of a door being pushed open, Phoebe Shaw's teasing voice drifted in.

Clicking her high heels, she strolled in gracefully.

Clara paused, "... Ms. Shaw."

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