Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress by Vera Fiore

Chapter 130

Chapter 130

In the garden, hyacinths released their subtle fragrance as the cold wind brought gentle rain.

Raindrops landed softly on Thalia’s hair, running down in tiny rivulets.

Thalia stood in the wind, looking unsteady on her feet.

Her influenza hadn’t fully subsided, and standing in the cold wind for too long made her head begin to ache again.

Hearing Asher’s words, Thalia concealed the sorrow in her eyes, raising her gaze to meet his. “Yes, you should remember to take it off in future.”

Asher’s throat tightened painfully.

Thalia’s voice was soft, carried to Asher’s ears by the wind. Despite her efforts to hide it, her tone was heartbreakingly fragile. “I understand. When you loved me, it was real. And when you stopped loving me, that was real too.”

A sudden chill ran down Asher’s spine, quickly spreading throughout his entire body.

Thalia’s eyes reflected a calm resignation, a serenity tinged with profound sadness. “I admit I couldn’t accept it at first. You promised you’d always be by my side. I couldn’t understand why you changed so suddenly. I tried to find reasons, tried to understand your difficulties, but you said I was deluding myself. Now I understand–who can predict matters of the heart?”

Asher felt a sharp pain in his chest, a flash of anguish crossing his eyes.

“Promises only count when you’re in love,” Thalia said, her voice so faint it was nearly lost in the wind.

As Asher listened to her words and observed her melancholic face, an uncontrollable fear spread through him.

He suddenly felt terrified.

He feared that once he resolved the situation with Tom Malfoy, they might never be able to return to what they once

had.

He couldn’t imagine a future without Lia.

Through the rain, Thalia gazed quietly at Asher’s features.

After a long moment, Thalia smiled at Asher, forcing a lightness into her voice: “Asher, I wish you happiness.”

Asher’s pupils contracted sharply. He instinctively reached out as if to grasp something, but the young woman had already turned away without a backward glance. The tassels of her burgundy scarf brushed against the back of his

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a light, tickling

he unconsciously took two steps forward, as if to follow her.

unable to contain himself,

woman paused momentarily, but quickly resumed walking.

look

Not even once.

in

himself he couldn’t continue

did, all his efforts would be wasted, and Thalia’s suffering

Malfoy

to his private

room felt cold and empty.

sofa, as if his soul had been hollowed out, staring blankly into space.

sun set in the

of sunset illuminated the desolation on the man’s

there alone, motionless,

daylight faded as dusk

gradually

an indeterminate time, Asher slowly lowered his gaze, staring fixedly at the watch on his wrist.

while, Asher carefully removed the watch and

he closed the lid, a burning sensation suddenly spread in his

feeling was

came suddenly and forcefully, leaving

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Drip.

onto the

but the moonlight traced the outline of his solitary,

arrived at the Blackwood Estate.

were a distinguished family in London, known for their academic

worked as an Administrative Officer in the local government. Their daughter–in–law was a member of The National Writers‘ Union and a popular novelist. Their granddaughter, Alice Fitzgerald, had completed both her undergraduate and master’s degrees at Oxford University, one of

Blackwood, Asher’s grandmother, had long been acquainted,

position, the two families occasionally socialized.

to a hyacinth viewing party, where Alice Fitzgerald

her conduct

conceived the idea of matchmaking between her grandson

the scholarly Fitzgerald

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