Three years of loving him, three days to erase myself from his world novel Chapter 66

Standing together, they looked as perfect as a matching pair of jade, drawing envious glances from the people around them.

It was Julian and Seraphina!

Clara felt as if she had been struck by lightning. Her legs instantly felt like lead, freezing her to the spot. Her face paled slightly, and her eyes stung—whether from the cold or something else, she didn't know. Her throat ached too, the kind of ache that made it impossible to speak...

So, they didn't come home last night because they went to a hotel!

They went to a hotel...

It wasn't that she hadn't considered the possibility of Julian and Seraphina sleeping together. It was just that, seeing it with her own eyes, the heart she thought had already gone numb from their hurt still spasmed with agony...

"Look at that couple across the street, they look like celebrities! Such great presence."

"Is presence the important part? It's how deeply in love they look!"

"..."

The hushed whispers from the crowd filled her ears.

Clara's ears rang. She stared until her eyes watered, then lowered her gaze, her eyes vacant.

On the ground, melting snow had formed a small puddle, reflecting an upside-down city.

And in this moment, her world felt upside-down too...

For some reason, she remembered a business trip where she had booked a room and wanted to stay with him, just to spend a little more time together. Otherwise, back at the company, he rarely spent time with her...

But the man had refused, lying, "It's not appropriate right now. It wouldn't be good if someone saw us."

She had felt a bit disappointed hearing that, but back then she loved him so much that her disappointment quickly faded without a trace of suspicion...

Heh.

Thinking back on it now, she really had... humbled herself into the dirt.

Clara took a soft breath and turned to leave.

Just then, the phone in her pocket buzzed.

She opened it to check.

It was the remittance from Isabella Gates—a full ten million.

Clara's dim eyes lit up slightly. She gripped her phone, walked to the parking spot, and sat in her car.

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