Dorian had no idea how Lila knew he bought the trending topic.
"By the way, when I marry my rich benefactor, I'll be sure to leave a table for you."
What did she say?
Dorian felt dazed, then scoffed coldly. "Have you ever seen a rich benefactor marry their mistress? Besides, who would want to…"
He realized something was off and immediately stopped.
Lila raised her gaze to meet his eyes. She completed his unfinished thoughts for him. "Who would want to marry someone like me, a helpless orphan with no power or influence, right?"
She smiled, but her face showed no emotion. There was a calmness in her that made his heart race.
"I didn't mean it like that." Dorian frowned.
She was no longer his, nor was she under his control.
Realizing this, Dorian felt as if his chest were about to burst.
Lila had always been gentle and obedient to him over the years, but she had never compromised her feelings about love.
She insisted on saving her first night for their wedding, and he had endured for so long.
Just thinking about how the person he had restrained himself from for so many years might have been claimed by some old, greasy man, he couldn't take it any longer.
Lila's words pulled a fraction of his rationality back. "You're really strange," she said inside the door.
The corridor's light cast a glow on her delicate face.
"You clearly look down on me. I broke up with you, yet you keep coming back. Aren't you tired?"
Lila's eyes fell on his empty left wrist, her tongue tinged with bitterness. "The fate I sought has already been given to someone else by you."
Dorian instinctively wanted to avoid the topic.
He pinched the bridge of his nose. "That's all in the past. Why do you insist on holding onto it?"
"I broke up with you. Why can't you let go?"
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