The Ruined Bride of Velvet Nights by Brick Moving Ant

Chapter 17

If Lysander truly disliked Navier, he would never have allowed her into his life in the first place.

There had been plenty of women who had tried to date with him but he had pushed away without at second thought.

Yet somehow, Navier had been allowed to remain.

After the awkward silence stretched too long, his friends attempted to smooth things over.

“Alright, alright,” James conceded. “Whatever you say. We get it. You’re just being a responsible guy–concerned about a childhood friend abroad. We’ll help you look for her too. By the way, have you spoken with Navier’s parents about her disappearance?”

“They should know something, right? She’s their daughter, after all. It’s been quite a while–you should probably notify them.”

Lysander remained silent for a long moment before nodding.

The deafening music in the private room abruptly cut off as he dialed Mr. Armstrong’s number.

A heavy weight settled in his chest just before the other end finally picked up.

He had treated Navier poorly–there was no denying that.

“Lysander! What’s up, my boy?” Mr. Armstrong’s cheerful voice came through.

Lysander cleared his throat, maintaining a composed tone. “Dad, Navier and I are divorced. She left

and hasn’t been heard from since. Did you and Mrs. Armstrong know about

her dreams now. We gave her our blessing! Divorce happens–we never thought you

and whatever happiness or unhappiness

Armstrongs had progressive views and clearly took

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isn’t forever if it doesn’t

tightened and struggled to form

moved on? and she’s just fine with it?”

back while I was traveling for business. Looked like she was having a great time. And there were a few handsome guys around her too, you know?Maybe she’s already started a new relationship!”

“WHAT?!”

on the phone tightened so severely that veins bulged along his

“Then is she-”

to cut this short, but I’ve got to run–big merger negotiation waiting. If you wanna know more, maybe try calling her yourself. Later, kid.” Mr. Armstrong hastily

disconnected before Lysander

the room, smashing against the

the conversation.

Armstrong’s words on an endless loop, a suffocating aura

through him, consuming

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