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

15:57

Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress

98.5%

Chapter 130

a light, tickling sensation.

etched itself across Asher’s face as he unconsciously took two

himself, he

momentarily, but

look back.

Not even once.

two steps in pursuit before

himself he couldn’t continue

efforts would be wasted, and Thalia’s suffering

threat from Tom Malfoy before he could return

to his private residence.

felt cold and

sat on the sofa, as if his soul had been hollowed out, staring blankly

sun set in the west.

sunset illuminated the desolation on the man’s face.

alone, motionless, like a

faded as dusk descended.

room gradually

an indeterminate time, Asher slowly lowered his gaze, staring fixedly at

a long while, Asher carefully removed the watch and placed it

lid, a burning sensation suddenly spread

feeling was unfamiliar.

and forcefully,

15:57

Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress

98.7%

Chapter 130

Drip.

fell onto

reddened eyes, but the moonlight traced the outline of his solitary,

days later, guests arrived at the

Fitzgeralds were a distinguished family in London, known

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 the top–ranked universities in the country.

Blackwood, Asher’s grandmother, had long been acquainted, and due to

the

had invited Mabel to a hyacinth viewing party,

with her conduct and conversation.

Mabel had conceived the idea of matchmaking between her grandson Asher

lack wealth, but Mabel favored the scholarly Fitzgerald family over wealthy families

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255