Chapter 352

Sophia opened her mouth, but the words froze in her throat.

She had tried countless times to confess everything, but each time she failed.

She knew Alex was strong, but what good was strength when your enemy could bring two men with guns to finish the job?

Life wasn't fair-it never was.

It wasn't a fair fight in some arena where you squared off one-on-one.

Gilbert had hundreds of killers at his disposal, waiting for his signal.

The most painful part was knowing Alex's heart. Once he learned the truth, he wouldn't hesitate to put himself in danger for her.

He would foolishly become Gilbert's enemy, rushing headlong toward death.

And it would all be her fault.

All Sophia wanted was for Alex to live a peaceful life.

If she had to bear his hatred, become his enemy, and carry that torment to her grave, she would accept it gladly.

Yet, Sophia wondered bitterly, would Alex miss her after she was gone?

Would he ever realize the terrible truth behind her sacrifice?

No-he would probably just hate her forever.

"How are things with Jasmine?"

Alex stared at her in disbelief.

He shook his head, frustration etched deep into his features.

"Sophia, I don't know what sick game you're playing, but I'm damn tired of it."

He snatched a cheap beer from the table, popped the cap off roughly, and drank it down angrily.

"If you must know," he snapped, deliberately trying to hurt her, "Jasmine and I are doing great. We've even talked about getting married."

His words pierced Sophia like a knife. A sharp, unbearable pain clenched around her heart.

She thought she was prepared for anything-even death-but hearing Alex say he would marry Jasmine was too much.

Jealousy and despair surged through her veins, clouding her thoughts.

Without a word, she yanked a chair back, snatched the beer bottle off the table, and poured herself a full glass.

She downed it in one angry gulp, her hand trembling.

Alex stared, baffled. "What the hell are you doing?"

"I'm thirsty—can't you see that?" she snapped, her eyes sharp with defiance.

She poured another glass, her movements quick and unsteady, and drank it down in one furious gulp.

But the bitter liquid did nothing to ease the storm raging inside her, so she immediately poured another.

"Hey! That's my beer!" Alex protested, reaching for the bottle.

"So what?" Sophia spat back harshly, mocking him openly.

"Are you seriously this pathetic over one beer? Owner! Bring us more bottles- he's paying!"

The street food keeper quickly obliged, delighted by the sudden request.

More bottles appeared on the table, and Sophia drank fiercely, determined to numb her pain.

his head, Alex glared at

I'll drink too," he growled, grabbing another beer and gulping

fierce, as if alcohol could wash

silence lingered between them, punctuated by bitter swallows and

police and military had long since cleared away the bodies, and

food stalls started filling up again with crowds and

wonderful woman. She really cares about you. But you know, you two come from different worlds. You'll have to work damn hard

coldly,

You're hardly better than me. Maybe you're the one who should be

of his words deeper than

whispered bitterly, taking another

her eyes flashed with

what? Maybe Jasmine should marry Gilbert instead! Rich man, rich woman-perfect match! And maybe you and I

felt anger flare up inside him, his

scream at her, demand she explain what twisted logic filled her

any man truly

ever really understand a woman at

watched as Sophia's cheeks flushed deep crimson, her eyes glazed and

was drunk-no doubt about

her palm against the table and

sharp outburst startled Alex. He nearly

her empty glass

jerk! How can you sit

the table. Every instinct told him to storm

saw her flushed face, wild eyes, and the reckless beauty of

the bottle

the glass and drained it in one reckless

the empty glass back on

Alex-do you like

to control the storm inside him. "You're drunk, Sophia. Let's not do this now.

bottle again, but her voice rose sharply, slicing through the hum

nerve to sleep with me the first

and now you can't even open your

area turned sharply toward

rippled through the crowd as accusing eyes

head spin with embarrassment.

toward the curious onlookers,

just had too

her

she yelled, glaring

asking you plainly:

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or not? Stop being such a spineless coward! If you truly have feelings forme, declare it to the whole damn

nodded vigorously, urging Alex to speak

groaned inwardly. "Owner!" he called desperately, waving for attention. "We're done here. I'll pay

owner approached with a

advice from me. If you love her,

back. Life is

triumphantly, her voice

dared to take me,

love me!"

her arm. "Sophia, enough. I'm calling you

screamed, tears suddenly pouring down her

now that you

the walls closing

whispers spreading from table to table. He bent closer, voice strained. Sophia, please lower your voice.

spinning around to face

Tell this stubborn idiot to admit he

in that hotel with him

burned with

Where the hell did that even come

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