Three years of loving him, three days to erase myself from his world novel Chapter 349

The blaring of a horn echoed through the air.

At that moment, everything around them seemed to slow down.

Clara looked up in horror, staring at the speeding car. The color instantly drained from her face. She desperately wanted to dodge, but her body's instinctual terror pinned her to the spot, rendering her unable to move an inch.

Suddenly, a man's panicked voice roared from behind, "Clara!"

It was Julian.

His face was completely frantic.

But in a split second like this, he could only save one.

Clara was further away; she should theoretically be able to dodge it herself.

Seraphina, on the other hand, was right next to him, and her body was frail. She probably couldn't get out of the way.

So, the person he chose to save was—

Seraphina!

He lunged forward, grabbed Seraphina by the arm, and yanked her back to safety.

In that very second, the pause button seemed to lift, and time snapped back to reality.

The car sped wildly forward, crashing directly into Clara.

Clara had no time to move.

The tremendous force of the impact launched her high into the air. She traced a fragile arc against the sky before slamming heavily into the asphalt, blood immediately spilling from her body...

She lay in a growing pool of blood, bloody tears shimmering in her eyes. It felt as if every single bone in her body had been pulverized. The pain was excruciating.

Her mind replayed the moment the man had yanked Seraphina away, the moment he had shielded Seraphina in his arms, the moment...

Tears slipping from her eyes, Clara couldn't hold on any longer and let her eyes flutter shut.

In her final moments of consciousness, she heard someone screaming her name. The voice was raw, agonizingly torn apart, sounding as if it were in devastating pain.

But she didn't care anymore.

She was so, so tired.

Seeing this unfold,

Seraphina let out a long sigh of relief in her heart.

But before she could relish her joy, she remembered she had to put on an act.

With red-rimmed eyes, she grabbed the man's arm and sobbed, "It's all my fault. I had no idea something like this would happen..."

Julian looked down at her, a violent, bloodshot rage swirling in the depths of his dark eyes.

He forced his temper down and didn't utter a word. Violently shaking her off, he strode toward Clara's bloodied body. The distance was barely forty feet, but every step was agonizingly difficult, as if he were walking barefoot on a bed of blades. The pain was unbearable. By the time he reached her, he collapsed to his knees.

"Clara... Clara..."

His hands trembled as he carefully touched her, panic seizing his heart like never before.

The sight of all that blood felt like tiny needles piercing into his skin, stabbing directly into his eyes.

It stung so badly that his body began to shake involuntarily, and his vision gradually blurred.

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