Chapter 697

It was clear that Callum a deliberate effort to conceal his emotions and thoughts.

However, that all fell apart when he heard about Lillian’s situation.

“But he’s with Madeline…” Rosalie said hesitantly.

“There must be some reason for it. Sometimes, you can’t have both power and a beautiful woman. You have to make a choice,” Jonathan said. “Are you saying Callum chose Madeline to reclaim his position in the White family?” Rosalie asked, clearly stunned.

“That’s just one possibility,” Jonathan replied.

Rosalie fell silent as she wondered, “Could it be true? What would Callum say to Lillian?”

Jonathan held Rosalie’s hand tightly, trying to comfort her in her current state of unease and tension.

Inside the ward, Lillian and Callum locked eyes. She couldn’t help but feel that even though he was so close, they had become distant.

In fact, they were even further than ever before.

“Is what the news said true?” she asked hesitantly. She had been awake for a while now, but only in recent days had she been able to speak, and even then, her words came out haltingly.

Callum remained silent for a while before finally uttering a quiet “yes.”

Lillian’s body trembled. “Are you… with another woman?” she asked. She strained to open her eyes wider as if trying to see him more clearly.

down and tilted his chin up slightly, creating an angle where

good person. I used to think that being with you was a simple matter. But in the end, you’re not right for me.” He spoke softly, his voice tender, like a lover’s whisper, yet each word was icy

by others. So, I made a vow back then. One day, I would trample all those who looked down on me under my feet. I did love you at one point,

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as if he wanted

hesitated and withdrew it, as if he feared that touching

eyes flickered. “Is what you’re saying…

what I truly desire, you couldn’t provide. So, you’re

eyelids, lost in thought. Meanwhile, Callum continued to kneel before her, as if waiting for

looked like sculptures

felt like an eternity, Lillian’s dry lips moved, and she murmured softly,

and his face turned pale. His clenched fists at his

her smile

such pain when she was about to die, but now she was in

her hand, her fingers caressing his cheek.

once been so familiar, the one she had touched and

calmly listening to him now, had she mentally prepared herself for this before he arrived?

us,” she murmured, her fingertip gently landing on his lips as if performing a ritual. “Callum,

separation to

from being the person he

loved each other in the future, she hoped for an amicable breakup. After

he wanted, and his love for her was

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