The Ruined Bride of Velvet Nights by Brick Moving Ant

Chapter 12

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  • After leaving the villa, Navier returned to the place she had once called “home.”

  • Opening the door to silence, she walked straight to the study, opened her laptop and booked a one–way ticket to England for a month later.

  • Once the mandatory thirty–day waiting period for their divorce was over, she could finally leave for good. The world would be her oyster, and she’d be free to live as she pleased.

  • She was confident she would build the life she wanted and find someone who truly loved her.

  • As for Lysander Vanderbilt? He would be completely erased from her world!

  • As night fell, Lysander stumbled through the front door, completely wasted.

  • His tie hung loosely around his neck, suit jacket carelessly draped over his arm.

  • Despite his unfocused eyes and unsteady gait, something changed the moment he approached Navier–a strange light flickered in his eyes.

  • His pupils dilated as he had just caught a scent from a dream he never wanted to wake up from.

  • “Ophelia…”

  • His voice trembled with endless yearning and pain.

  • He grabbed Navier in a fierce embrace, holding her as if trying to fuse her into his body. “Ophelia,

  • you’re back, aren’t you? God, I’ve missed you so much. won’t let you go this time. Never again.”

  • Navier’s body froze, it felt like someone had just driven a blade through her chest.

  • her eyes and took a deep breath,

  • and crystal clear. “You’ve

  • a few steps, finally sobering up somewhat.

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  • heat in his eyes gradually

  • voice deepened with displeasure,

  • heart sank, her fingers curling until her nails nearly broke the skin

  • his gaze without a flicker

  • bedroom, his retreating figure cold

  • watching him disappear behind the

  • bitter chill settled in her

  • looked down at her hands–deep crescent marks were gouged into

  • day was

  • Lysander would ignore the date as he had in previous years.

  • her surprise, he actually suggested going out for a candlelit

  • the restaurant, soft lighting complemented the

  • detached, as

  • formality.

  • opened the menu and ordered without

  • her

  • about to leave,

  • up, his brow slightly furrowed

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