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Stealing Your Heart (Lin Xinyan) novel Chapter 886

He took out the ring—its diamond still as brilliant as ever. It looked the same as it always had, but its owner was no longer here.

He downed the glass of alcohol in one gulp and slammed the glass onto the table with a loud smack.

That year, he had customized this ring specially for her. It wasn’t the most expensive piece of jewelry she’d ever received. After all, she was from a rich family and had more than enough jewelry, including much more expensive pieces.

Despite that, she had never taken off the ring once after putting it on for the first time.

“I love it, Mohan!” She had exclaimed, her face glowing in happiness.

“I’ll wear it forever.” She then slung her arms around his neck and said, “Mohan, I love you. I trust you. I’m willing to do anything for you.”

Jiang Mohan looked at her innocent and beautiful smile and asked, “Why?”

Zong Yanxi held him tightly as she replied, “Love requires mutual trust and both giving and taking, right?”

Her parents were a good example.

At the time, he thought she was too innocent for her own good. To him, those were the words of a sheltered little princess who didn’t know the true struggles of adult life. How could there ever be infinite love?

His parents had loved each other once, but look at them now.

They had fallen out of love and left each other behind after getting a divorce.

He didn’t want to believe in her so-called love. He didn’t believe there was such a thing.

He couldn’t believe it.

“But why am I missing you so much when you’re not around anymore? Why does my heart hurt so much when I looked at something that was once yours?”

He tightened his grip on the glass, threatening to shatter it.

Buzz…

The phone in his pocket suddenly started ringing. He didn’t pick up and just rested his face on his palm as his eyes started misting over.

His phone kept ringing even after he ignored it as if whoever calling him was determined to get through.

He took out his phone and immediately hung up at the sight of the caller ID.

Even after that, it started ringing again.

He collected himself and answered the call in a cold voice. “What is it?”

“Your dad is really sick. You should come back and visit him.” The woman’s voice on the other side sounded tentative, almost like she was pleading with him.

He didn’t reply, but his expression slowly started to darken as his gaze became cold.

“After all, he is your father. You’ll start to regret it afterwards if he… Well, just come and visit him.”

Regret?

He smirked mockingly and hung up. Speaking of regret, he did have something he wanted to ask his father.

He called the driver and told him to prepare the car.

The driver agreed, and Jiang Mohan picked up his jacket and put it on as he walked out.

His driver was already waiting in front of his door. As he walked over, his driver opened the door for him and he entered the car.

After his driver shut the door and got in the car himself, they drove off.

Jiang Mohan massaged his brow, trying to relieve some of the drowsiness the alcohol had caused.

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