When Love Turns to Ashes

Chapter 48 Leave It to Fate

Beatrice pushed her long, disheveled hair back from her forehead, with water clinging to her face. Her pale complexion had a hint of brokenness, and her lips, covered in a layer of mist, resembled freshly washed grapes. The water droplet fell down and wetted her patient gown.

The blue and white striped patient gown clung tightly to her skin.

In the place where she couldn't see, beautiful collarbones were revealed, along with the fullness accentuated by the light-colored underwear.

Beatrice had no idea what had happened, but she could sense that the man in front of her was breathing heavily.

She stepped back, he approached.

There was no way to retreat in the end..

He was right in front of her, with an unabashedly domineering gaze, like a wild beast eyeing its

prey.

He raised his hand, and Beatrice held her breath, tightly gripping the ring in her hand. Suddenly, a dry towel fell on top of her head.

"He left," his voice croaked out of tune.

"Uncle Caden, your ring."

'Beatrice took out a fingerstall.

Caden held her hand and used it to slide the ring onto his thumb.

Beatrice didn't understand what it meant, she only felt a gust of wind pass by, followed by the sound of a door closing.

She didn't think much and entered the shower room, only to realize how thoroughly exposed she was when she raised her hand to take off her clothes. My heart was filled with indignation.

After taking a shower, Beatrice walked out of the bathroom, drying her hair. Her hair was not dry yet, so she had to sit on the edge of the bed.

Suddenly, the floating breath came to a halt in front of her, and she was taken aback.

'Uncle Caden?"

"Don't call me Uncle Caden," Caden said impatiently.

above.

Before Beatrice could

could speak, the sound. of a hairdryer came from

few minutes later, the hairdryer stopped, and a pair of large hands brushed through her hair, supporting her head.

She was stunned for a moment, and her hand involuntarily clenched into a fist. Caden observed these small actions, and his deep eyes gradually faded away: 36.4%

you don't need to eat anything

You wough to eat?

paused for a moment, instantly

without hesitation said, "It's not Big

the words fell, Beatrice became aware of the condescending gaze, her fists clenched tighter,

at her, worried about others, with a hint of mockery in hist Protecting him so much? Has the target

eyes..

voice emanated from Caden's thin lips, carrying a dangerous tone of displeasure. No, Beatrice replied, tilting her head slightly.

palm supporting her head exerted force little by lile,

couldn't see Caden, but she could feel his eyes, like deep pools, squinting slightly, emitting

"Is that so

you were no different from my

oppression and immediately raised her hand to

if it's because they couldn't see his courage, but they effortlessly

again," Caden's voice

to utter a word for a moment. She stubbornly turned her head, as if

coldly and turned her back, lying

this for Madelynn's sake if it means I can't bear it. You two have done enough, and I don't care about this one anymore." Caden stood by the bed, looking at her indifferently, "Do

whateve

added without any emotion, I don't want to hear such

and felt a chill run through her

couldn't catch him with evidence, and

it in her past life. But going through it again, she still felt

been choosing different paths, but fate and power still haunted her

over

to the smoking area, taking out a cigarette and tapping

Caden, previously you asked me to investigate the situation between Ms.

handed over the

file with a cigarette

side, "Here is the competition design draft that Ms.

and behind it is Ms. Bradford's previous design draft."

Lindsey to submit her assignment that day, but she couldn't hand in a single piece." "The competition entry was also tirelessly made by Ms. Lindsey for three days."

in the competition, but in the end, she lost to Madelynn. The celebration party was almost

blind again due to

know what to say for a moment, and could only sincerely

file

cold and lonely ink eyes flickered with faint ripples. As he lowered his gaze, the cigaretté between his fingers was

"Mr. Caden, I understood."

for many years, and with just one

to go and explain to

"No need, let's go."

the half-smoked cigarette

can and left