Three years of loving him, three days to erase myself from his world novel Chapter 75

Assuming Dominic had taken a liking to the ring, Zane immediately offered it to him. "If you like it, Mr. Jarrett, take it!"

Dominic suddenly seized his wrist with intense force. His eyes grew slightly bloodshot, and a chilling aura radiated from him. "I asked you, where did you get this ring!"

Zane's face went pale from the pain. He looked at the ring, then at Dominic, bewildered and panicked. He stuttered, "I-I don't know... This ring, I... I took it from my wife... Ah, it hurts!"

His wife. That meant Rosalie Vance, Clara's sister!

Then... Toby instantly became alert and looked at his boss. "Mr. Jarrett."

Dominic had obviously realized the same thing. He let go, and Zane immediately collapsed onto the floor. "Room number."

Terrified, Zane didn't dare hide anything. "302..."

The moment the words left his mouth, Dominic strode off, taking two steps at a time before breaking into a run.

"Dominic, I don't have much money right now, so I can only afford a silver ring. But I promise, once I start working and making money, I'll definitely buy you a gold one. For now, you'll just have to settle for this..."

The girl's soft, warm voice, after so much time, still echoed in his ears—like a warm spring, yet also like a hidden blade. It made him feel sweet, yet agonizing pain.

Those were the words she said on their third anniversary. Back then, she had scrimped and saved to buy them a pair of plain silver rings without even a pattern. She had hand-carved the details herself until her fingers bled. When he received the gift, his heart ached terribly. In that moment, he had pulled her tightly into his arms, swearing to cherish and love her for the rest of his life, promising never to let Sarah down.

Tragically, fate had other plans, taking his precious girl away far too early.

Dominic approached her and showed her the plain silver ring in his hand. "How did you get this ring?"

In the brightly lit room, the silver band gleamed with a soft, lustrous sheen. Rosalie's eyes trembled violently, her fingertips subconsciously gripping the bedsheets. But she forced a smile and said, "Did you get this from my husband? It's really nothing rare. I just bought it online; it's not worth anything."

Dominic froze. Refusing to believe her, he looked down at the engraved patterns on the ring, ready to retort, but accidentally caught a glimpse of the inner band. It was completely blank. The letters they had carved back then were nowhere to be found. Earlier, he had been entirely focused on the outer patterns and hadn't noticed.

How could this be... The patterns were exactly identical!

Dominic's gaze wavered, and he frowned. Then, he stared fixedly at Rosalie, refusing to miss a single micro-expression on her face.