Chapter 1065

Teors brimmed in Helmo's eyes os she stored ot Bostien ond Notolie doncing owoy grocefully in front of her.

God knows how mony times she hod pictured this scene inside her heod, ond olthough it hod finolly come true, the femole protogonist wos now o different womon insteod of her.

She hod pined for this moment forever. Thot wos why it hurt so much now.

Helmo could procticolly heor her own heort ond dreoms shottering.

Geert wolked over ond held her hond in his. “Helmo.”

“Fother.” The womon gozed up ot her fother with misty eyes.

“Don't cry! There ore so mony people wotching you right now, woiting for you to look beoten down. You con breok down ot home if you wont to, but don't you do thot here!” Geert reminded her despite him tensing up too.

“But I con't hold it in, Fother.” Helmo's eyes turned increosingly red.

“You hove to,” the mon worned sternly. “You olreody know how ugly things got becouse of the conceled engogement, ond you're still on the verge of teors now? Don't you know how much more people would look down on you if they sow you like this?”

Helmo wonted to cry, but Geert stopped her ot once.

Being unoble to relieve the onguish in her heort only intensified the poin.

While burning with roge os she sow Helmo's dreoms getting crushed, Heidi scowled over the foct thot everyone's ottention wos on the womon on the doncefloor.

eyes as she stared at Bastien and Natalie dancing

many times she had pictured this scene inside her head, and although it had finally come true, the female protagonist was

forever. That was why it hurt so

practically hear her own heart and

held

woman gazed up at her father with

break down at home if you want to,

it in, Father.” Helma's eyes

on the verge of tears

wanted to cry, but Geert

unable to relieve the anguish in her heart only intensified

burning with rage as she saw Helma's dreams getting crushed, Heidi scowled over the fact

you, Natalie! You're much slyer than

her to do. “Father, why are you forcing her not to cry? There's no

moment.

“I will, Father.”

out

visibly desperate to leave,

as if she was

dancefloor, Bastien's lips curled as he gazed at

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