Three years of loving him, three days to erase myself from his world novel Chapter 205

Clara only breathed a sigh of relief and set down her coffee cup once she heard him leave the cafe.

She looked at the latte and the small plate of matcha cake, her mind in utter chaos...

Lost in her own world, she failed to notice a familiar face sitting in the booth diagonally across from her.

It was Dominic Jarrett!

From a distance, Dominic watched her, his handsome features shadowed with a hint of gloom.

Today, he had planned to come early and talk to her. But at this moment, he realized his timing couldn't have been worse!

Dominic lowered his head with a desolate smile, stood up, and left.

In truth, he could have been more forceful, but... she was currently missing her memories, and he was terrified of triggering her.

He didn't want to become a burden to her.

But he wasn't magnanimous enough to just stand by and watch her reconcile with Julian.

The door of the cafe opened and closed, the bell chiming brightly.

From start to finish, Clara had no idea Dominic had even been there.

With her mind so preoccupied, she couldn't focus on drawing. Around four in the afternoon, she packed up her things and left.

She didn't know if she was leaving to clear her head or just to escape Julian.

The cafe was quite close to her apartment, the route lined with various shops.

On her way back, Clara wandered around the mall for a bit, bought some desserts, and grabbed dinner. It wasn't until after six o'clock that she finally headed home.

To her surprise, she received a text from Julian on her way:

[Why didn't you wait for me?]

Clara pressed her rosy lips together. After a moment's thought, she replied:

[Julian, stop coming to find me.]

She didn't know how long his fleeting obsession would last, and she refused to throw herself into the fire like a moth for such a faint glimmer of love again.

Right at that moment, someone knocked on the door behind her. Then, a familiar masculine voice rang out, sounding incredibly warm in that instant.

"Clara, what's wrong? Open the door, Clara."

It was Julian.

The hand holding her phone trembled. She hadn't expected him to show up.

Glancing again at the kitchen, where the noise was still clattering,

Panic seized Clara's heart. Unable to think clearly, she turned and threw the door open...

"Julian..." She was clearly terrified, her voice wavering.

Julian looked at her pale face, his heart suddenly clenching. He had initially thought it was a minor issue and was about to tease her, but the words died in his throat.

His gaze darkened. He reached out to gently caress her cheek and asked, "What happened? Don't be afraid, tell me."

Clara was still uncomfortable with such intimacy and shrank back slightly. Then, pointing toward the kitchen, she said, "I don't know what's wrong with the kitchen... listen... it keeps making that noise... it was perfectly fine this morning..."