Chapter 80

Dorian's shirt was soaked through with sweat by the time he finally reached the wishing tree. The sight of the tree was more magnificent than he'd thought.

The weather was breezy, and ribbons tied to the tree branches fluttered with the wind. It felt as if God Himself was here to examine the wishes written and grant them to their bearers.

Dorian was not in the mood to admire the scene. Swaying unsteadily on his feet, he stood under the tree and muttered to himself, "The leftmost side of the wishing tree... The wish is on the leftmost..."

He frantically searched through the ribbons, trying to find the one that was once written for him. The first thing he spotted was a familiar red ribbon tied for his safety.

A glimmer of hope brightened his dull eyes. Tied to the ribbon, the charm Lila had cracked still had her handwriting. "I wish Dorian's life is smooth sailing and that he gets everything he wants!"

Dorian's voice was shaking with emotion as he exclaimed, "I-It's Lila's handwriting! I knew it! She still loves me!"

He caressed the charm with trembling fingers, though his gaze was unsteady. "Why is it cracked? Which bastard ruined it?"

on his behalf and gently urged, "Calm down. Let's leave

a daze, "How could it have cracked? If I asked for another one, does

away only to notice a similar- looking charm lying on the ground,

he instinctively tried to block Dorian's view, but the sensitive latter sharply noticed his strange

his eyes widened at the sight. He wanted

after," he read out loud. His

and saw the cracked charm, the sharp pain in

Terry panicked. "Dorian!"

true. She meant it when she said she

If you still love her, go

forgive you.

He stumbled toward the charm and reached out to caress the patterns on the shattered surface with trembling hands. Then,

the charm Lila had struggled to smash now

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