Christopher's expression grew colder by the second, casting a chilling shadow over the rose garden. The air around them seemed to grow frosty. Bella stared at the pebbles by her feet through tear-soaked lashes before turning her head to look at Jace.

Snap.

Crunch, crunch.

Jace stared at Bella's red and swollen eyes as he took a bite of an apple, chewing noisily.

A powerful surge of emotion ran through her. Her shoulders trembled violently as she summoned all her strength to stand and walk toward him.

With a loud crash, the wheelchair tipped over, sending her tumbling to the ground along with it.

"Bella! Are you okay?!" Christopher rushed to help her up, only to be pushed away in a fit of hysteria.

"I don't need you... I can do it myself!"

disheveled state, she was determined to rise again.

willpower within her frail body, allowing her

It's you, isn't it? My brother doesn't like the sea, and his favorite food is apples, so it must be

Christopher glared at Jace with a hostile

"Just passing through."

face to the beautiful rose garden. "The scenery is nice, but somehow, it feels dull."

that Ms. Thompson doesn't want to marry you. This garden full of

his apple and tossed the core

with anger as he clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white

set by the Boss, never speaking more than necessary. Why is it that you have so much

true. But when I see someone I dislike, I

have been as cold and blunt as

"Even if you disagree, it

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