Tangled Temptations novel Chapter 329

After she left, Brett spent the night in the apartment, lying in bed, surrounded by remnants of her existence. Bits and pieces, most of which he had bought for her.

Orlena wasn't the domestic type, and the bedroom was always in a state of disarray. Brett was the one who usually tidied up, even washing her delicate underwear if she happened to stain them during her cycle.

Her scent lingered on the pillow.

Sleep eluded Brett, so he sat on the couch, smoking.

He had his mobile in hand, thinking that if she called him, he would answer immediately. Even if they didn't exchange words, just hearing her voice would be comforting. But as the night passed, the ashtray filled with stubbed out cigarettes, but her call never came.

He knew then, it was over.

Why should a girl from a respectable family get tangled up with him?

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At dawn, Donny, concerned, pushed open the door. He was immediately hit by a cloud of smoke. He couldn't help but chide, "Mr. Brett, you should look after your health. This smoking won't do you any good."

Brett looked at him, snuffed out the cigarette, and collapsed onto the couch. After a moment, he slowly spoke, "I need you to run an errand for me."

He knew Orlena lacked nothing. Yet, after all they had been through, he felt he owed her something. Money, in the end, held no meaning for him.

After Brett had given his instructions, Donny was left in surprise. Mr. Brett's love affair had indeed been earth-shattering. The things he was giving away were not just any ordinary parting gifts. It was as if he was emptying his pockets of his personal fortune.

Donny had no objections, and he immediately set off to make the arrangements.

The next day, he met with Orlena at a quaint café.

Donny arrived first, dressed in a deep coffee-colored wool suit, quietly toying with a lighter, a stack of transfer documents beside him.

After about fifteen minutes, Orlena arrived and took a seat opposite him. "Does he have a message for me?"

Upon hearing her voice, Donny looked up, and his heart skipped a beat. In just over a month, she had lost a considerable amount of weight and looked visibly haggard.

He quickly rose to pull out a chair for her, conversing in a calm and gentle tone. But Orlena had noticed the stack of documents, and she asked directly, "Is this his compensation for me?"

Donny felt uncomfortable, and after a moment, he simply nodded.

Orlena took the documents and skimmed through a few pages. Then, she lightly stroked the papers with her slender fingers. Softly, she said, "Since our relationship was just a game, why make it so serious? I don't want any of this. Tell him, I won't hold him back."

After saying this, she seemed drained of energy. Even she herself seemed lost for a moment.

Brett...

She had called Brett's name for so long. He gave her so much and made her believe that they would be together forever. She thought she could always stay by his side, and he would always protect her.

But it wasn't to be! It was just another one of his fleeting romances.

Despite Donny's persuasion, she refused to accept anything.

When he reported back, Brett was standing by the floor-to-ceiling window of his hotel room, his back to Donny. He was silent for a long time before saying, "I understand."

After Donny left, Brett lowered his eyes to the diamond ring in his hand.

Of course, such an innocent girl. How could she accept any of that!

Brett never knew he could fall so deeply for someone. It was tolerable when he was working, but when he was idle, he dreamt of her all night, and he unconsciously looked back in crowds. Even when socializing with Mr. Moreno and others, he would always glance at the grand copper door, as if expecting his girl to walk in at any second.

Her eyes filled with tears, calling his name.

As time passed, he realized how hard it was to get over her.