A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 18

The guy next to Ivan, who’d had one too many, staggered by, his head wobbling as he walked. “Damn, you see that babe by the door? She’s top–notch! That class, that look, wow!”

His buddy chimed in, “Dream on, man. You think you’ve got a shot with a woman like that? Maybe as her chauffeur, if you’re lucky.”

“Ha, I’d be her chauffeur in a heartbeat! For free!”

Yvan’s brow furrowed slightly, and when he looked up again, there was Matilda standing before him, radiating a cool aura. Her Indifferent gaze and stunning features were etched with aloofness and detachment. A flicker of panic crossed her eyes when she saw him.

Yvan just stood there, frozen. He was wearing a creatively tailored white shirt and sharp dress. pants that outlined his straight legs, with a pair of Balenciaga sneakers on his feet. One hand was pinching car keys, the other casually holding a jacket. His face was rakishly handsome, and twin black diamond studs in his left ear twinkled in harmony with his obsidian eyes.

He stood at the entrance, tall and commanding, turning heads as people passed by.

He had that kind of presence, innate, that made everyone take notice. With devilishly good looks and a deep, steady demeanor, he was the kind of man women lusted after, the kind they wanted to throw themselves at.

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of every woman in the city. So when he married Matilda five years ago, it was as if the city’s women

Matilda was sent to prison by his own hand. Who knows how many whistles

background, his wealth, his power. But when it came to love, he had never spared a single

she thought her steadfastness might move him. She had played the fool for five long years, carrying a burden of guilt–ten years in total–and finally understood that she and Yvan were never meant to be. The cost of that realization

as if traversing the sea of unfamiliar

in her heart, and she remained the

Who was the unseen hand. that had pushed them to this?

looked up as Yvan approached her, his presence shining like

his perfect face drew near, Matilda realized with sadness that her heart no longer

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beat.

my youth until now, bearing the brunt of life’s hardships?” She thought but said nothing.

and