Crushed Affections (Dominic and Bella)

Chapter 21

Chart 21 Are You Done Making a Scone

Chapter 21 Are You Done Making a Scene?

Dominic looked down at Bella with his eyes devoid of any emotion. In the morning mist, his figure seemed somewhat ethereal, like a divine apparition "Are you done making a scene? His voice was icy.

Bella's body tensed slightly. Did he really think she was just causing trouble?

She fought to suppress the pain in her heart and stood up, trying to explain, "I'm not..."

Before she could finish, Dominic interrupted her impatiently, "I don't want to hear it. I don't want to see you here any longer. Leave!"

Bella clutched the edge of her clothes nervously as her eyes turned red. "Please just give me two minutes. I just want to explain..."

She didn't realize how pitiful she appeared at that moment, perhaps accustomed to such humiliation over

time.

one of suppressed anger, as if he was struggling to keep his emotions in check. "There's nothing to discuss between us. I have no interest in your matters. I'll say this one last time, I don't want to see you here

numb. She fell to the ground and scraped her

noise, Dominic's steps faltered

thought that Dominic coming out to see her was a chance to explain, but it turned out he saw it as nothing more than persistent

night weighed heavily on Bella, leaving her heart utterly desolate, with no spark of hope remaining. Soon, the sun began to rise, its rays breaking through the darkness, piercing the mist, and suddenly,

turned and walked away in the morning light, disappearing around a desolate

hotel room, the woman who had spent the night with Dominic

on the couch, his long legs crossed in a relaxed pose. However, his gaze was fixed outside through the floor-to-ceiling window, his brow furrowed, looking distracted. "Mm...

slightly bowed. "I'll take my leave then. I've left today's schedule here. Please review it

didn't respond, only waving his hand in

door, she hesitated and then tentatively said, "Mr. Miller, if you're worried about Ms.

off coldly, "She's not a

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