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.

in shock. The walk–in closet was

been smashed to smithereens, new clothes with tags

bohemian rug had been ripped

how she’d just cleaned the kitchen and disposed

spoiled soup, and now she had

sigh. The life of a hired help was

people dancing to tacky numbers in the center of the stage. Hansel

ordered a bottle of whiskey and downed large gulps one after another. He didn’t seem to be enjoying

from time to time. His well–defined features were shrouded

inexplicably. Some of them couldn’t help

air he exuded.

A woman in an off–shoulder top leaned into him slightly, revealing her well–endowed figure. Any

Hansel just shot a cold

away at first glance.

driving the bothersome fly away, Hansel continued

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himself in alcohol.

the bottle of whiskey, and he raised his hand to call for a waiter. In a daze,

and grabbed the