A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 134

“Where is she?”

Yvan locked eyes with Adrian’s sea–green gaze; his voice laced with urgency.

“She went home.”

Adrian let out a light chuckle. “Yvan, you sure are a gentleman, aren’t you?”

Yvan’s face paled; his body suddenly felt as if it had been drained of all strength, and he stood there, a sense of bewildering helplessness washing over him.

Adrian crossed his arms, his handsome brows arched in inquiry. “If I’m not mistaken, you just lost your cool over a woman you once rejected?”

Yvan found himself speechless, shocked by his own lack of control. To have acted out in such a way!

The man’s silence only deepened Adrian’s keen look. “Yvan, I thought you wouldn’t fall for such

a woman.”

Yvan quickly denied it. “Fall for her? Her? Is she even worthy?”

shot up at the triple rhetorical questions. “If that’s the case, you needn’t have made such a

mind unbiddenly swept back to the image of Matilda, tears in her eyes, crashing into his embrace. He shook off the thought, emphasizing each word, “For such a woman, I have my ways to make

tone was almost biting, each word a deliberate strike, as though he intended to shatter every ounce of pride

irritation

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to Chloe, she walked alone to the underground parking lot. She hadn’t driven there she just needed

fingers were still trembling. The fear of Yvan had long ago seeped into her bones, becoming an instinctive habit. She hugged herself in the empty parking lot, its silence surrounding her as she leaned against the wall and let out a meaningless, low

repetitions of this pain

steely heart must I forge to withstand your relentless

Chapter 134

as Matilda gasped for air, her heart spasming with acute pain. Like a wounded animal, she could only lick her own wounds salvation had to come from within;

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coincidental circumstances that Adrian bid farewell to Yvan,

slow yet graceful stride became

back, his striking features accentuated by his fair skin.

quipped, “What are you doing here? I thought

attempted to

“Hey, Matilda Thompson.”

more teasing moniker. But