Your Love Is But a Dream

Chapter 209

When spoke coldly, “I have no obligation to explain myself to you

“So, you’re admitting to it? From the start, this was all part of your plan. You wanted to use the fact that you saved her to make her feel indebted so she’d come back with you?” Alexander sounded accusatory.

When frowned at his words. “I’m not as despicable as you thinkTM

“Then, why did you reveal yourselt now? Alexander stepped closer, his eyes locking onto Wren, scrutinizing him.

Wren studied Alexander’s intense gaze and suddenly chuckled, his eyes piercing and sharp, “You’re so concerned about me appearing in front of her because you’re atraid she’ll choose to go back with me.”

The certainty in Wren’s tone made Alexander freeze for a moment, a

of panic flashing in his eyes. Even he hadn’t realized what he was so afraid of. But Wren’s words seemed to expose his hidden thoughts, pulling back the curtain on his feelings, leaving everything bare under the harsh light

When Alexander didn’t respond, When’s smile faded, his expression growing more serious, “Clara found out on her own. I didn’t intentionally reveal myself to her.” Upon hearing this, Alexander looked up at Wren, his face unreadable, though a trace of doubt and decision lingered. “You expect me to believe that?

From the start, you told everyone to play along with your little act, helping you keep your existence hidden from Clara. You claimed she’d dismiss you if she knew, so you even manged for someone else to pretend to be her savior

far as to investigate me, trying to use that to silence me and make me deliver

secret, why did you go to all that

so–called life–saving favor, she can’t refuse you, no matter how much she might want to “But Wren, I don’t think she’ll go

avoid you

girl who’ll betray her ideals and choices for a

was all

part of your original plan, you

expression was calm,

But he’d never considered using the life–saving debt to force

was true that he wanted Clara to return with him to Phoypolis more than any compliance

concem, worried that Clara might not be eating well due to her illness, which

have altered

signature flavors of his cooked meals. But he

come to see her while she was asleep–and that she had tricked him by

softly, his tone tinged with melancholy. A touch of bitterness and helplessness laced his words.

her. It she wants to stay here, I respect her