Rewriting My Heart's Fate

Chapter 475

I took a deep breath, forced myself to hold back the tears and ran out of the ballroom without looking back. Behind me, Ethan's voice echoed, desperate and heart-wrenching. "Evelyn! Don't go! Please, give me a chance!" The cold wind whipped through my hair. Tears froze on my cheeks, only to be swept away mercilessly by the gusts.

I had no idea how far I had run or where I had ended up. I just plunged into the endless darkness of the night. "Miss, are you alright?" A concerned voice called from behind.

I looked up to see a well-dressed middle-aged man, his face full of worry.

"I'm fine..." I forced a weak smile. "I'm just a little tired."

"It's late, and it's not safe to be out here alone," the man said gently. "How about I give you a ride home?"

I hesitated for a moment, then nodded. Maybe it was the sincerity in his eyes, or maybe I was simply too exhausted to run any longer.

"Thank you...?"

"Dalton, Richard Dalton," he said with a smile. I teach at the Melando Academy of Art, and I'm a friend of Mr. Fernandez."

Was it Stefano Fernandez he was talking about?

"You know Mr. Fernandez?" I asked, surprised.

"He's a close friend of mine. Every time he comes to

Wasn't fate strange?

lowest point, I was somehow finding a path to my

get the opportunity to meet Mr. Fernandez?"

over, then smiled knowingly. "You must be

eyes. "You

"Who doesn't?" Richard chuckled.

fashion world have even reached the art

en novelxo

to you,

head back to the hotel first? You can rest, and I'll take you to see

I

passed in a blur. I tossed and turned in bed,

never have a place in the fashion world. And now, I was

owed it all

Ethan.

his name made my heart ache. If it weren't for his letting go, I wouldn't be where I am

with his reappearance