The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He

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.

bracelets could be considered our

I was down

her, I sat in a wheelchair and secretly collected scrap for a whole month. Finally, I managed to scrape together 150 dollars, bought the materials, and made a pair of silver bracelets for her with my own

the silver bracelets, she knew I had collected

she cried.

collected scrap behind her

still threw herself into

said she loved those

much that she would never take

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Chapter 54 Broken Bonds

so much that she wanted to wear them into

I became extremely wealthy, I gave her expensive watches, gold bracelets, and diamond bracelets, but still wore those

jewelry and bags I had given her, just to make me

to bow down,

on the bedside table, and the iron box under the phoenix tree were our most

throw those things

he would never lose her, his

she had sold, he still felt a

to quickly buy back the sold

came back from the recording studio, it

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

his dark eyes bloodshot, like a fierce beast on the edge of a cliff facing off against someone, restrained yet

if trying to see through

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he was going

mustered all her strength to 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

I gave

her words, John hoarsely demanded