Your Love Is But a Dream

Chapter 181

Alexander’s words just now were nothing short of a brutal How

When be all the strength drain from his body in an instant. He collapsed into the chair, using his hand to cover his eyes, as if trying to hide the guilt and pain. Asharp chose from his throat, searing its way through his chest.

Wearing a bitter smile, the said with a horse vole, “What do you know about me and her? You’re just an outsider. You don’t understand anything.”

From the moment he shouldered that borden, he had known be would face impossible choices and bear the weight of every consequence alone. Rowever, he couldn’t tell anyone because no one would understand him

He thought that everything Alexander said was right. He had hurt Clara, and that was why she chose in walk away from him.

If he’d had a choice, he would have endured every ounce of pain himself before letting her suffer even for a moment,

Yet one of this was something he could say aloud, not even to the people closest to him, let alone to Alexander, an outsider who knew nothing

Alexander quiith observed Wren, whole naw, overwhelming anguish was impossible to ignore, even as a bystander..

of pain would it take for someone as gentle as Clare to decide she had to cut herself off from the

he knew that

dich ́’t matter, nor did care to know.

her. Just hand over the stuff. I need to get going.” He paused, wearing a faint smile. “She’s waiting for me right now.” Thour wood cut into Wren’s heart

ill, he was always the one by her

him alone, but now, he didn’t even have the right to visit her in the

a metallic bitterness rising in

down, suppressing the taste, and palled a thermal lunch box from the

you back later tonight and pick you up in the morning I’ve already handled your issue. The Sinclair family won’t be able

passed as he accepted the lunch box, frowning as he glanced

you this isn’t a deal, so

taken back by the Sinclair family, he wouldn’t turn

I’m helping cover your tracks. That was the agreement from the start. I won’t go back on it. Even if you still do my part because I don’t want to owe you”

him a long, thoughtful glance in yourself.”*