When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Chapter 0056

Hansel burst into his bedroom and flung the closet doors open like a madman. Then, he rushed to Miranda’s walk–in closet.

All the designer bags, clothes, watches, and jewelry he had gifted her were neatly arranged inside. Not a single item was missing.

Hansel’s gaze landed on a cherry quartz bracelet. His breath quickened, and a dangerous glint appeared in his eyes.

He clearly remembered that it was a birthday gift he;d brought back. from abroad for Miranda during their third year together.

Cherry sounded like the word, “cherish“. This gift was a reminder to Miranda that she was the most cherished person in his life. Back then, she’d loved the bracelet dearly and had worn it all the time.

And yet, she’d even left the bracelet behind, as if she’d abandoned her love for him along with it.

Hansel sank onto the edge of the bed. He suddenly realized that Miranda wasn’t throwing a tantrum. She truly meant every word she’d said. This time, she was really serious about breaking up with him.

Suddenly, Martha heard a loud crash. Startled, she quickly ran upstairs.

As she reached the entrance of the walk–in closet, she ran into Hansel, who stormed past her. His expression was dark and foreboding.

“Mr. Johnson…” Martha called out. She wanted to ask what had happened, but he didn’t even spare her a glance as he walked away.

head and gasped in shock. The walk–in closet was

been smashed to smithereens, new clothes with tags still attached to them were strewn

rug had

how she’d just cleaned the kitchen and disposed of

she had to clear away

a

dancing to tacky numbers in the

and downed large gulps one after another. He didn’t seem to be enjoying the drink but more like venting his

dim lights lit up his face from time to time. His well–defined features were shrouded in a cold air,

passing by were drawn to his mysterious vibe inexplicably. Some of them

air he exuded.

you?” A woman in an off–shoulder top leaned into him slightly, revealing her well–endowed figure. Any normal man would’ve taken a second look

just shot a cold glance at her. “Get

at first glance. The woman

driving the bothersome fly

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himself in alcohol.

hand to call for a waiter. In a

rushed toward the figure frantically and grabbed the woman’s