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?”

that’s the

arms still crossed, Adrian’s 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

deliberate strike, as though he intended to shatter every

face, an odd irritation

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her interest in staying. After saying goodbye to Chloe, she walked alone to the underground parking lot.

The fear of Yvan had long ago seeped into her bones, becoming an instinctive habit. She hugged herself in the empty parking lot, its

more repetitions of this pain before she

steely heart must I forge to

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she could only lick her own wounds salvation had to come from within; no one else could be her

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coincidental circumstances that Adrian bid farewell to Yvan,

was collecting herself, ready to call a cab when she saw someone approaching from a distance. His slow yet graceful stride became clear as he drew closer, his green eyes

back, his

are you doing here? I thought you’d be off crying on someone’s shoulder

made Matilda frown. She attempted to leave,

“Hey, Matilda Thompson.”

her full name, usually opting for a more teasing moniker. But