A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 215

At that moment, Matilda saw a storm of emotions raging in Declan’s eyes, emotions she had never before witnessed on his usually stoic face. He was a man accustomed to indifference, rarely showing any sign of inner

turmoil.

But now, it was as if she could see a tempest tearing through his soul, his composure crumbling away like a decaying cliff face in a relentless sea.

Gone… She… She’s really gone.

Declan staggered backward, his hand clutching at his shirt over his heart, as if trying desperately to anchor himself amid the pain.

His heart was in agony, a pain so sharp it felt as though it could wrench his bones from his body. Declan’s face, ashen, lifted to meet Matilda’s gaze. She smiled at him sarcastically, her eyes red with unshed tears, “She’s paid her debt to you, Declan. No one will ever trouble you again. You were right, she was nothing but a stray dog. Dead is dead, nothing to mourn.”

The very words he’d once used to scom Chloe were now the weapon Matilda wielded to cut him deep.

Declan didn’t remember how he left Matilda’s office. He felt like he was in a daze, trapped in a nightmare he couldn’t escape. He felt like he was suffocating. His mind was flooded with images of Chloe, always so eager to please, always by his side. She was like a roach that couldn’t be killed, fighting so hard to stay alive, to be the person he needed the most.

to imagine a

pulling back her tears, when she turned

flat, almost

closeness, “Not

moment before responding with a

was going on in Orson’s head, but then, designers were known to be free spirits, and she didn’t

home, planning to take Logan out for a bite, only to find out he’d already eaten.

eat already?” she

said, “Uncle Adrian took me out!”

Matilda frown. “Don’t hang out

his eyes crinkling with a smile,

admitted without hesitation, “He’s just like Yvan, and

moment, “But he’s nice to me.”

because he wants something,”