Three years of loving him, three days to erase myself from his world novel Chapter 265

It was as if she was the only person in his eyes.

Clara couldn't help but drift into a momentary trance. The scene felt so familiar, as if she had once watched him walk toward her like this under the gaze of a crowd in the past.

The moment this absurd thought popped up,

Clara's cheeks flushed.

She really must be losing her mind! Every time she was near Dominic, she started hallucinating.

Dominic approached. Glancing at the canvas tote in her hand, he asked despite already knowing the answer, "Here for work?"

Clara nodded slightly and smiled. "Yes. Are you here to discuss a partnership, Mr. Jarrett?"

No, I came here specifically to see you.

Dominic thought to himself.

Looking at her serene face, he replied, "Yes, I have a partnership to discuss here."

Clara nodded, a bit hesitant to meet his gaze. She was just about to find an excuse to leave so she wouldn't cause him any trouble if they were seen together,

When the man suddenly spoke up. "I heard you're participating in The National Design Championship."

Clara froze, guessing he had probably seen the news online. She offered a pale explanation. "I'm actually not what the internet is saying..."

"I know. I believe you. I know you're not that kind of person."

Clara looked at him, stunned, as her eyes suddenly grew hot...

She quickly lowered her gaze, putting on a breezy tone. "Thank you!"

Seeing her pretending to be strong made Dominic's heart ache. He desperately wanted to pull her into his arms. The treasure he held closest to his heart was being subjected to such vicious slander.

But remembering that the truth behind the accident from years ago was still under investigation,

He forced himself to hold back. Restraining his emotions, he pulled a photo album from his briefcase and handed it to her, feigning nonchalance.

"The competition is the day after tomorrow, right? Here's a gift. Maybe it'll give you some inspiration."

Clara was pleasantly surprised but felt too embarrassed to accept it. Pushing the album back slightly, she said, "I appreciate the thought, but..."

"It wasn't expensive. Just take it."

That feeling only intensified when she saw the photos inside the album.

Filling her vision was a picture of a starry sky. Against the vast expanse of the night, a river of stars flowed, breathtakingly beautiful...

As Clara looked at it, something else flashed through her mind.

[Sweetheart, if you like it, let's come back here every year, okay?]

[Mm! You have to come with me.]

[...]

A loud ringing echoed in Clara's ears.

It felt as though something had violently exploded inside her head.

All the color drained from her face.

Her fingers, gripping the album, began to tremble uncontrollably. She closed her eyes again, desperately trying to trace those voices...