Chapter 235

Camille tugged at the shawl around her shoulders.

After a brief silence, she spoke, "Let him in. He might pass out at the door, and I'd rather not have to drag him inside."

She then sat on the sofa in the living room, waiting for Dorian to enter. She was curious to see what nonsense he could come up with at this point.

Taylor opened the door, and Dorian's body swayed slightly. He instinctively grabbed the railing to steady himself, narrowly avoiding a fall.

"Mr. Foster..." Dorian's voice was hoarse, sounding like a pen scraping against sandpaper. His lips were dry from dehydration.

Taylor sighed softly, figuring Dorian was here because of Lila; if only Dorian knew then what he knew now.

"Come in first. We can talk inside. Camille is waiting for you," he said.

Dorian nodded, taking slow steps forward, moving more awkwardly than an elderly person.

She was wearing her silk gown as always, and her white hair only added to

the floor. His voice was choked full of emotion as he

man who had vowed never to

you would

I was wrong, I was wrong... Please, help me," he pleaded, lifting his tear-streaked face. "I'll listen to you. I

thought of Lila looking so perfect together with Kieran tore his heart

at him, her gaze carrying a hint of pity. "Dorian, I told you from

it. I don't want anything anymore. I just want Lila

will never again do anything to hurt her. Please, I beg you, help me!TM His words were heartfelt, and his tears were genuine.

sympathy. Should he try to persuade

do you regret your actions because you wronged Lila, making her leave in disappointment? Or is it because you saw

and take her back?"

her. Even when we broke up, it was just to scare her, to

expect I was

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