Rewriting My Heart's Fate

Chapter 223

The air was thick with silence as I bit ny lip and finally spoke, "Since you're olov, I'll be leaving "Standing there, I had no idea what else to say to him, feeling awkward and uncertain

"Eve." Ethan finally managed to say, but he only got that one word out before stopping

I knew he wanted to call me, but that title felt like a joke between us now.

sutting there, he gazed at me with those deep eyes, and Lcould tell he was struggling to articulate his feelings. I, on the other hand, felt completely disconnected from him.

"Mr. Grayson?" I called, eager to wrap up this uncomfortable situation. My words seemed to break his silence, sparking a flicker of surprise and returning him to his melancholy state.

At that moment, I felt an unexpected pang of sympathy. A fire ignited within me; after all, he had indirectly caused any grandmother's death, and when we met again, I thought there would be nothing but resentment and anger.

to comect yet afraid.

+, provoking my anger.

the doctor felt it. "You two lovebirds should take your conversation home. Don't just stand there like wooden

I said coldly. Though I was spealing to the doctor, my gaze remained fixed on Ethan. I noticed his pale face grow even whiter, and then I

looked up at me. His dark, bright eyes seemed to dim, and his lips parted slightly,

I didn't want to hear it. I instinctively averted my gaze, unwilling to

we were merely strangers

I clenched my fists at my sides. I kept reminding myself that we had no connection, we we His intervention had been out of guilt, a desire to make amends. I shook my head, trying to banish those thoughts as I moved to leave. Erhan followed. We walked at a leisurely pace, neither of us spealding, as if we were both testing each other. Realizing

I glanced back, there was no trace of

was mocking him or myself. Once I got back to my

dwelling on him. Unfortunately, it didn't help much, I maintained a stem expression, suppressing my anger, and poured myself a few bottles of wine,