Chapter 127

Those simple words he was trying to utter felt like an insurmountable feat. In his world, he’d never had to apologize to anyone before. Yet there he was, holding Clara in his arms, murmuring the same few words over and over again as if, by repetition, she might find it in her heart to forgive him.

Clara’s heart ached at the moment. The misunderstanding between her and lan was too vast, not something that a few muttered apologies could bridge.

If only he had trusted her just a bit, if only he had cared for her a little, they wouldn’t have reached this bitter juncture.

She couldn’t forget lying in a pool of her own blood, ignored by lan. She couldn’t shake the memory of being treated like a sugar baby, her seven years of devotion trampled underfoot. Nor could she erase from her mind the cruel words he had spoken as she teetered on the edge of life and death.

Clara’s hands, hanging by her sides, involuntarily clenched into fists. Her voice remained cool and detached. “lan, I accept your apology. You can let go now.”

lan jerked his head up, his eyes reddening as he looked at her. “You forgive me?”

Clara said evenly. “I’ve told you before, it’s not about forgiving or not. From the start, I never found my rightful place. Whether it’s your misunderstandings or the hurt

do to

keep your distance.” She broke free

frame collapsed against it. He slumped down, one hand clutching his

vision.

a tall and broad figure. Dressed in a black tee and olive–drab cargo pants, the man’s chiseled face glistened with sweat. His

hand, he looked up to see lan propped against the door, pale as a

his voice first. “What

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