Three years of loving him, three days to erase myself from his world novel Chapter 244

The two of them rode the elevator down and exited the building together.

A biting chill hit her face.

Clara couldn't help but hug herself. She couldn't tell if it was her body that was cold or her heart, but the upside was that her mind was crystal clear!

She turned her head and smiled at Leo, whose eyes were filled with worry for her. "I'm fine, Leo. You should get back to work!"

Leo did have work to do; he had specifically squeezed out time to come see her today.

But he was still deeply concerned about her.

"Clara, why don't you head over to my place for a bit?"

Clara shook her head, lowering her eyes with a serene smile.

"No thanks, Leo. Don't worry about me. I really am fine. I'm not that naive girl from years ago. I'm not going to do anything stupid over a man."

In the past, she had been young and had suffered a lot because of Julian's emotional distance.

If she sent him a message and he took too long to reply, she would agonize over it for half the day, reflecting on whether she had said something wrong. Had she interrupted his work? Was she being too clingy?

She had been such an idiot!

Leo stared at her intently for a few seconds. Seeing her persistence, he didn't push the issue. He reached out, gently ruffled her hair, and instructed warmly.

"Alright then. I'll head back to the office. Call me if you need anything."

Before leaving, he remembered the competition in a couple of days and reminded her, "Get your head in the game and prepare well for the championship."

Clara nodded. "Understood."

Leo left.

Clara watched his departing figure, the brave smile on her face slowly melting away as a layer of mist clouded her eyes.

When someone trampled on your genuine feelings, how could it not hurt? She wasn't made of stone, after all...

After standing in a daze for a moment, she turned, got into her car, put the address for The Neon Nocturne into the GPS, and drove off.

Right now, she desperately wanted a drink... Giving up on someone, truly seeing them for who they were, felt like carving out half the flesh from her own body. That dull, relentless ache tormented her heart; she needed alcohol to numb it.

She figured tonight would be a memorial for all the true love she had wasted over the years!

The sleek Land Rover merged into the traffic and sped away.

A moment later, a black Maybach followed closely behind, tailing her as if it had been waiting for this exact moment.

Dominic Jarrett sat in the driver's seat, his long fingers gripping the steering wheel. His profound, dark eyes were locked onto the Land Rover ahead.

He had only found out today that Clara was actually Professor Thorne's student!

Staring at the road ahead, Dominic's heart pounded with uncontrollable agitation. He freed one hand, grabbed his phone from the console, and made a call.

Toby Marsh answered almost immediately. "Boss?"

Suppressing his excitement, Dominic ordered, "Clara is Professor Thorne's student. I need you to find her design portfolio from the last few years and send it to me right now."

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