Three years of loving him, three days to erase myself from his world novel Chapter 63

[Come to The Rendezvous Café, the one I usually take you to. I have something to discuss with you.]

Reading this, Clara's heart leaped into her throat.

But on second thought, her conscience was clear. Why should she be anxious? Why should she be at a loss?

Over the past three years, she had truly been manipulated by this family, binding herself in chains.

The ones who should be anxious and panicked were Julian and Seraphina!

Clara slapped her forehead in regret:

[Okay, I'll head over right now.]

After sending the reply, she hurried upstairs, quickly changed her clothes, grabbed her car keys, and left the house.

Susan watched her rush up and down the stairs and followed her, asking,

"Clara, aren't you going to have breakfast? You have a bad stomach. If you don't eat, it'll start hurting again..."

Mentioning stomach pain made Clara's steps falter. She couldn't help but remember how her stomach had gotten ruined in the first place.

It was all from those years accompanying Julian to countless drinking engagements.

Now, the karma had arrived...

Clara took a deep breath, looked back, and said hoarsely,

"No thanks, Susan!"

Hearing this, Susan sighed and could only turn back. Catching sight of Julian's tightly shut bedroom door opposite, she couldn't help but complain.

"Never coming home, not caring about his girlfriend, treating her so poorly. Is this what dating is? At this rate, the girl is going to run away."

...

Clara drove all the way to The Rendezvous Café.

After parking, she got out.

Because it had snowed lightly the night before, a thin layer of snow coated the streets.

Crunching over the snow, she walked up to the elegantly decorated café on the street corner and pushed the door open.

Creak.

Accompanied by the crisp chime of the bell above the door, she immediately spotted Isabella Gates sitting gracefully in a well-lit spot right in front.

The woman had delicate, well-maintained features. The imperial green jade she wore around her neck and wrists exuded a regal aura, showing her pampered lifestyle. Even the Hermes bag resting on the table cost nearly two hundred thousand.

Things ordinary people could never attain in a lifetime were merely her daily norm.

In truth, Isabella was usually quite nice to her. She never mistreated Clara in terms of living arrangements and always spoke to her with a pleasant attitude...

Clara paused.

Sure enough, it was exactly as she had thought.

To protect Seraphina, Julian had preemptively confessed everything to Isabella...

Heh.

What a... devoted lover.

Isabella didn't know what Clara was thinking.

She had actually pried this information out of Susan. Though Susan hadn't explicitly mentioned a romance between Julian and Seraphina, Isabella had pieced it together after learning that Seraphina was staying at Julian's place.

How could this be allowed!

Siblings being together would completely drag the Lowell family's name through the mud!

Suppressing her anger, Isabella tightened her grip on Clara's hand and said earnestly,

"Clara, I know Julian is being a bastard about this. I will definitely teach him a lesson later. And Seraphina, I absolutely won't let her off either."

Clara's eyes fluttered.

To be honest, she felt a slight warmth in her heart, and her nose stung with emotion.