Who Knew My Assigned Mechanic Husband Was a Big Shot? novel Chapter 66

But the older he got, the more painfully obvious it became that none of it was real. Every single woman was just playing a part, blinded by his family's immense wealth and status.

Not a single one of them genuinely cared about him.

Seeking validation, Tristan had turned to Chloe as they lay in bed. "Chloe, do you love me?"

Chloe had frozen for a split second.

Then she giggled. "Of course I do! I'm absolutely crazy about you."

Her tone was dripping with fake enthusiasm.

A suffocating wave of despair washed over Tristan.

Looking back on his thirty years of life, everything felt like a hollow illusion.

His parents had always been too busy, dumping him on a rotating cast of nannies.

He'd had a small army of private tutors, yet his grades were always mediocre, earning him endless reprimands from his father.

He had lashed out, ditching school to run with a crowd of wealthy delinquents.

They were the only ones who treated him like a friend.

He used his stunning girlfriends simply as status symbols.

But tonight, the crushing isolation of his reality hit him. He was completely unloved.

He just wanted it to end.

He was going to jump.

Acting on pure, reckless impulse, he walked out and threw himself off the balcony.

Chloe hadn't been able to grab him in time, watching in horror as he plummeted.

A three-story drop into a deep pool wasn't lethal, and he was a strong swimmer.

He surfaced automatically but refused to tread water. He just wanted to sink and surrender to the void.

And then, Sloane had pulled him from the edge.

To him, this felt like an undeniable stroke of fate.

The only woman who could truly save him was Sloane.

*

Sloane was thoroughly creeped out by the obsessive gleam in Tristan's eyes.

Shivering in her soaked clothes, she just wanted to get back to her room and change.

After taking a hot shower and blow-drying her hair, she checked the time. The night was still young.

If she stayed hidden in her room, it would seem antisocial.

Not that she was particularly social to begin with.

But isolating herself now would just come off as arrogant.

She decided to make an appearance.

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