Three years of loving him, three days to erase myself from his world novel Chapter 76

"Is that so?"

Rosalie's grip on the bedsheets tightened even further, yet she maintained her smile. "Yes, why? You don't look like someone short of money. What do you want with this?"

Dominic didn't speak. He just stared at her, his face as still as an ancient well. No one could tell what he was thinking. Finally, he tightened his grip on the ring and said, "Alright, sorry for bothering you."

Rosalie secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Right at that moment, the ward door suddenly opened. Clara pushed the door and walked in. She was stunned to see Dominic inside. "Mr. Jarrett..."

Dominic turned his head, his gaze settling on her face, darkening considerably. "Mm."

Rosalie looked between the two, anxious to say something. But Dominic spoke first. "I have some questions for you. Can we talk in private?"

Clara hesitated. Since he had already put it that way, she couldn't well refuse. "Okay..."

Dominic nodded and walked out of the ward first, his tall and imposing figure leading the way. Clara followed behind, looking petite and delicate in comparison.

Watching them, Rosalie couldn't hold back. "Clara!"

Clara paused and turned around. "What's wrong, sis?"

Rosalie choked on her words, suddenly unable to speak. She clenched her fingers and finally managed a strained smile. "Nothing, just wanted to ask what you want for lunch so I can have your brother-in-law go buy it."

Clara understood and smiled. "It's fine, I'll go buy it downstairs later. You just rest."

Then she walked out, oblivious to how all color drained from Rosalie's face the moment the door clicked shut. Her shoulders slumped weakly as she murmured over and over, "What do I do..."

"..."

Clara's breathing hitched for a second. She twisted her fingers together, forcing herself to look up into his eyes, as if to say: I am not afraid to look at you!

Even this slight, defensive pout was so similar. Dominic's eyes deepened.

After a few seconds, he finally moved. He leaned down slightly to meet her gaze, showing her the ring in his hand. "Do you recognize this?"

Clara blinked and answered directly. "Isn't this my sister's ring? Zane Sutton was trying to sneak it out to sell it not long ago. How did it end up with you?"

Her earnest expression showed she wasn't lying. She genuinely didn't know the ring.

Dominic pursed his lips.

Clara paused, thinking she had said something wrong to upset him, and closed her mouth. Since the ring was with him, so be it. After all, a silver ring wasn't worth much anyway.