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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light, tickling sensation.

unconsciously took two steps forward, as if to follow

to contain himself, he called out:

momentarily, but quickly resumed walking.

didn’t look back.

Not even once.

in pursuit before

himself he couldn’t continue following her.

would be wasted, and Thalia’s suffering

Tom Malfoy before he could

his

spacious room felt

soul had been hollowed out, staring blankly into space.

set in the

the desolation on

alone, motionless, like a

daylight faded as dusk

gradually darkened.

gaze, staring fixedly

a long while, Asher carefully removed the watch

closed the lid, a burning sensation suddenly spread in

feeling was

and forcefully, leaving him

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Drip.

fell onto the

darkness concealed his reddened eyes, but the moonlight traced the outline of his solitary, forlorn figure.

few days later, guests arrived at

were a distinguished family in London,

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

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

governmental position, the two

invited Mabel to a hyacinth viewing party, where

Mabel with her conduct and conversation.

idea of matchmaking between

favored the scholarly Fitzgerald

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