Three years of loving him, three days to erase myself from his world novel Chapter 337

She knew he hated being disturbed while working. She respected him and trusted him.

Pushing the door open,

The study was imposing and cold. On the mahogany desk, a phone was buzzing relentlessly.

Clara stepped closer to inspect it. She realized it wasn't his usual phone, and her eyes locked onto the caller ID displayed on the screen.

Her pupils contracted, and all the color drained from her face. Her phone slipped from her trembling fingers, crashing onto the floor with a loud thud.

[Work]

He had saved her number under the name 'Work'!

Backing out of the call screen, she saw that the call log contained only one contact—hers.

It was glaringly obvious. This was a burner phone he used exclusively to contact her.

And he had carelessly left it at home... clearly proving just how little he cared!

Clara's lips trembled. Her heart, which she thought had already gone numb, clenched with agonizing pain.

How humiliating!

How utterly absurd!!

What was she to him, really?

She had foolishly believed that over these past few days, he had developed some genuine affection for her. But now, the truth was laid bare.

All his gentleness and love had been a complete act!

Her eyes burned with unshed tears, and she couldn't stop herself from kicking the dropped phone across the floor.

As the device skidded and slammed into the base of the coffee table, her gaze followed it, landing on a stack of documents resting on the glass surface...

The stark black-and-white text glared back at her.

Clara's eyes immediately locked onto the bold black headline at the top.

[Clearwater Investigations: Report on the Sabotage at The National Design Championship]

It was the exact private investigation firm she had hired to prove that Seraphina Shaw had framed her at the competition.

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