Three years of loving him, three days to erase myself from his world novel Chapter 235

Clara went home, freshened up, and at seven o'clock, headed to the six-star riverside restaurant from their previous date.

It was the same familiar VIP room.

As Clara walked in and looked around, tears prickled her eyes.

The waiter stepped in. "Shall we serve the food now, Ms. Vance?"

Clara shook her head, taking a seat at the table. "Hold off for a bit."

"Certainly. Please let me know if you need anything."

The waiter backed out of the room.

Clara slipped off her coat and waited quietly for Julian to arrive. She sat perfectly straight, the picture of elegance and grace, though her eyes kept darting down to her watch.

Thirty minutes passed. He still hadn't shown up.

He was late again!

Clara forced down her frustration and waited another ten minutes. Still nothing. She called his phone, but it rang out.

Left with no other option, she called Arthur to check on the situation.

Arthur picked up. The background noise on his end was loud, but he quickly moved to a quieter spot before speaking with evident awkwardness, "Ms. Vance, Mr. Lowell is tied up right now. You shouldn't wait for him..."

Clara blinked slowly.

She knew exactly what was going on. Julian was busy entertaining Seraphina.

Gripping her phone tighter, Clara said softly, "It's fine. I'll wait until he's done."

Hearing her determination, Arthur couldn't bring himself to argue.

After hanging up, Clara stared blankly at her phone screen, a bitter, hollow smile pulling at her lips. Her heart was turning to pure ice, piece by piece.

She poured herself a glass of red wine and took a slow sip...

Another thirty minutes dragged by.

Finally, at eight-thirty, Julian pushed the door open, looking hurried and exhausted.

His expression was dark, laced with a clear undercurrent of impatience.

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