Three years of loving him, three days to erase myself from his world novel Chapter 272

Outside, twilight painted the sky.

After leaving the hospital, Clara caught a cab back to Pelican Bay, packed up the last of her belongings, and moved everything to her own cozy apartment.

By the time she finished organizing and collapsed onto her bed, it was nearly four in the morning.

Clara closed her heavy eyes, but a sense of joy bubbled in her chest. The competition was right around the corner, and soon, she would be leaving this city for Somerset.

Leaving...

Her eyelashes fluttered. She pulled the covers over her head, refusing to dwell on it any further.

Perhaps due to sheer exhaustion, she drifted into a rare, vivid dream.

She dreamed she was in Switzerland, gazing at the starry night sky with a man.

Beneath the vast, sprawling galaxy, the night was breathtakingly beautiful.

She leaned against the man's broad shoulder, quietly taking in the view.

Noticing her absolute wonder, the man pressed a tender kiss to the top of her head and whispered affectionately, "Darling, if you love it this much, we'll come back here every year."

She nodded enthusiastically and turned to look at him, about to say something—when she suddenly jolted awake!

Clara opened her eyes in a daze, staring blankly at the ceiling while her chest heaved...

Who was that man?

Was it Julian?

After all, she used to dream of traveling to Switzerland with him to watch the stars.

But the voice in her dream... it sounded exactly like the one that echoed in her mind when Dominic Jarrett showed her that photo album last night!

How was that even possible?

She had barely known Dominic for any length of time.

The conflicting thoughts gave Clara a splitting headache. She closed her eyes and massaged her temples until the throbbing eased.

Dominic let out a low laugh. "Do you want me to be there?"

Clara's heart skipped a beat. She hadn't expected him to be so direct and suddenly found herself at a loss for words. She wasn't a naive teenager anymore; she could feel the undeniable, electric tension simmering between them, far beyond a strictly professional dynamic.

"I... um..." she stammered awkwardly.

Dominic's heart softened, and he mercifully backed off. "Just teasing. Don't be nervous. I'll be there. I have to meet someone to discuss an important matter."

His medical team had finalized a new treatment plan last night, and he wanted to see if it could help restore her lost memories.

Assuming he meant a business meeting, Clara let out a breath of relief. "Alright, I hope it goes smoothly! ...Anyway, Mr. Jarrett, I have some things to take care of, so I'll let you go."

"Wait."

"Hmm?"

"Don't let the internet drama get to you. Just focus on the competition," Dominic said. He had known about the smear campaign since yesterday but hadn't found the right moment to bring it up, not wanting to add to her stress.