Heartbreak Brings Mr. Right by PASSION

Chapter 901

Domenic raised his wrist, the moonlight casting a somber glow on the rosewood bracelet, a silent witness to their unraveling love story.

With a heavy heart, he removed the bracelet, his fingers exerting just enough force to snap the delicate string, causing the beads to scatter at Lindsey’s feet.

“Do you believe it now?” Domenic’s voice emerged from the shadows, cold and devoid of warmth as he turned away, hiding his face from her gaze.

Lindsey’s gaze fell upon the beads strewn across the ground, each one a symbol of her prayers, her hopes, and her love for Domenic.

For a month, she had visited the church, beseeching God to bless the bracelet, to protect Domenic, and to ensure their happiness together.

Now, seeing it destroyed and discarded by his own hand, she felt a numbness settle over her as if the pain had rendered her incapable of feeling anything at all.

She observed the beads, once so carefully strung together, now bouncing and rolling away, disappearing into the grass, lost forever.

Lindsey’s smile was tinged with self-mockery as she slowly released her grip.

“I see,” she murmured, her voice carrying a sense of solitude that seemed to dissipate in the air.

With a gentle, almost melancholic laugh, she continued, “I… I now let you go.

”

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Domenic’s heart

that had broken

not

glimpsed her sorrowful and disappointed expression, he would crumble under

that all he had brought

heavy heart, Domenic

a sculpture carved from stone, as she pinched her fingers

Domenic vanished from her sight, she crumpled against the pillar of the pavilion, her strength giving

scattered beads on the ground seemed to mock her, their presence a painful reminder of shattered

to contain her anguish any longer, she trembled violently, tears cascading down her cheeks and onto the ground of

sorrow, its

seat, his heart heavy with the weight of his actions, each

but her absence only deepened the

voice carried a note of concern, reflecting

his voice barely above a whisper as

to attend to at the

done with dinner,

I’ll drive you home.

”

glance with Reece before her gaze shifted towards

Stewart

.

in the air, a subtle undercurrent beneath