Three years of loving him, three days to erase myself from his world novel Chapter 88

It was a call from Toby Marsh. He massaged his temples. His voice, hoarse from not speaking for too long, was low. "Hello, any results?" Toby paused. "No, the DNA report will take 24 hours to yield results. I'm calling because the old man just called me to ask... when will you be returning to Somerset?" According to the plan, they were only supposed to stay in Somerset until the exhibition ended. Now, they had far exceeded the plan. Dominic closed his eyes. Instead of answering, he said, "Tell me tomorrow when the DNA test report is out." "..." He hung up the phone. A message from Parker popped up on the screen: [Uncle, my school is hosting a family event in a couple of days. My parents are too busy. Can you accompany me?] Attached was a GIF of a puppy hugging someone's leg. Dominic replied coldly: [Your parents are busy, so your uncle isn't? Ask Grandpa to go with you.] Parker: [Hmph, burning bridges after crossing them, killing the donkey once it's off the millstone!] Dominic twitched the corner of his lips. "Elementary schooler." ... The next day. After dropping Miles off at school, Clara went to the hospital. With the help of the caregiver aunties, things were indeed much easier and more relaxing for her. What surprised her, however, was that Julian hadn't asked about her resignation. Two days had passed; he definitely must have seen that resignation letter... Moreover, since he contacted her yesterday, he hadn't sent her a single message. She shook her head, stopped overthinking, and took out her tablet to draw. Suddenly, WeChat chimed. Her assistant, Nora Quinn, sent a message. [Boss, guess who I ran into at the ski resort?] [Seraphina Shaw and Mr. Lowell!] [Damn it, Mr. Lowell is teaching Seraphina how to ski, and he's super patient.] [Why does Seraphina have such good luck? I'm so done. Heaven really has no eyes!] [Image] In the photo, the man wearing a navy blue ski suit was teaching Seraphina hand in hand... Happiness emanated through the screen. Clara looked at it expressionlessly, then opened her feed to check. Sure enough, Seraphina had posted moments over the past two days. Eating, drinking, playing. Looking like she was having a great time. Most importantly, someone was accompanying her, someone always standing behind her... Clara's fingers grew stiff as she continued scrolling down. When she saw the post about them moving into their new home, her suppressed emotions seemed to reach a breaking point. With a buzz in her head, it completely exploded... She stared blankly at the new home they had decorated. Her mind was in complete chaos. She thought of when she first moved in with him, decorating the room all alone, isolated and presumptuous, while he couldn't care less. She thought of... Scene after scene fluttered chaotically through her mind like clouds. Only one thought remained clear. She secretly answered the incredibly foolish doubt she just had in her heart. —Julian didn't care about her at all. So why would he care if she resigned or not? Why would he contact her from time to time to show concern? Contacting her yesterday was just a perfunctory act. And hiring caregivers was merely because he felt she was harder to coax than before, so he put in a little extra effort... Fortunately. Fortunately, she wasn't foolish enough to fall for it like before. Clara closed her eyes and turned off her phone. Her face was deathly pale with despair. She originally thought that, aside from her relationship as his girlfriend, just considering how much she had sacrificed for the company, she should at least receive some decent treatment, or deserved some decency. But no. In the end, when she was leaving, she couldn't even exchange a single word from him... In his eyes, she was just air! Clara suddenly felt her heart turn icy cold. After a long while, she smiled mockingly. "Bringing humiliation upon myself..." Suddenly, her phone buzzed again. Nora: [It's really awful luck. Seeing Seraphina completely ruined my mood to keep playing.] Clara snapped back to reality, looked at the screen, and after calming down, chatted with her for a while. Around noon, she got up to pack her things and head to The Sovereign Auction House. It was true that she felt terrible and disgusted. But today, she had more important things to do, and she didn't want to trap herself in her emotions. Leo Miller had gifted her a car and helped her so much. By reason and emotion, she had to give him a gift in return. She just didn't expect to run into Julian and Seraphina at the auction house. They were wearing sunglasses and baseball caps, looking like a couple's matching set, both in black, sitting in the VIP seats. A handsome man and a beautiful woman were eye-catching wherever they went. People were constantly looking their way. Clara took one expressionless glance, feeling as miserable as if she'd been gnawed by a dog. "Hey, are you going or not? There are people behind you!" someone entering urged from behind. Clara jolted back to her senses and responded. Hearing the familiar voice, Julian immediately turned around to look.