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Chapter 54 Broken Bonds

Chapter 54 Broken Bonds

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The emerald necklace he had given her for her birthday two years ago, along with the various designer handbags and watches, had all been sold.

Looking at the pictures the store manager pulled out, he was rare to be so flustered and at a loss.

How could she have sold all the gifts I had given her?

Did she really want to cut ties with me?

“Did she sell a pair of silver bracelets?”

John grabbed the store manager’s wrist and eagerly inquired, “Those silver bracelets were made by my own hands. They have the words “To stay together, till death and end‘ engraved on them, as well as two little figures holding hands. Also, on the inside of the bracelets, there are the initials of her name. Where are those bracelets?”

“Mr. John, please calm down first.”

At this moment, John seemed like a cornered beast driven to desperation.

He was enveloped by an indescribable sense of despair. However, being accustomed to a high position, his presence was too intimidating, and he exuded a fierce and murderous aura, which made the store manager’s eyelids twitch violently.

She took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice, “I haven’t seen those bracelets. Ms. Ginger probably kept them.”

John, like a dying beast clutching at the only straw of hope, gradually regained his vitality.

She hadn’t sold those silver bracelets…

I had known it all along. She wouldn’t really leave me.

silver bracelets could be considered our

on her birthday, I was down and out and couldn’t afford

I managed to scrape together 150 dollars, bought the materials, and

bracelets, she knew I had collected scrap for

she cried.

scolded me, saying that if I ever collected scrap behind her back

scolding me, she still threw herself into

loved those silver bracelets

so much that

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Chapter 54 Broken Bonds

much that she wanted to wear

became extremely wealthy, I gave her expensive watches, gold bracelets, and diamond

sold the valuable jewelry and bags I

me to bow down, to coax

frame on the bedside table, and the

throw those

never lose her, his anxious heart slowly settled back into

had sold, he still felt a bit

back the sold items, he strode

the recording studio, it was already late

as she stepped out of the elevator, she felt a pain in her lower back and was

on

as if trying

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he was going crazy about

push him hard, “John, can you stop acting up all the time? When will you finally be a decent ex–boyfriend and stop haunting me like a ghost? It’s really bad

you sell the gifts I gave you?

John hoarsely demanded an answer, “Why?