Chapter 813: Karina, watching the spectacle unfold, couldn't help but feel as though she had walked straight into the pages of a melotic romance . Two men, both vying for one woman. How utterly cliché. Yet, the tension in the air was too thick, the atmosphere too taut, making it impossible to simply sit back and enjoy the show. There was only one sensible thing to do-retreat.
Casting Corrine a sympathetic glance, Karina quietly slipped away.
But just as she stepped outside, she nearly collided with Bruce.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtKarina barely paused before rolling her eyes. “Blind fool,” she muttered.
Bruce's face darkened at the unexpected insult. But upon reflection... hadn't he, indeed, been blind? A wry smile tugged at his lips as he turned, his gaze catching sight of a familiar figure in the private box. Corrine.
The woman inside wore an elegant white evening gown, the fabric flowing like liquid moonlight over her frame. The dress accentuated the soft curve of her waist, highlighting her perfect proportions.
Her dark hair was swept into a refined bun, a hairpin delicately placed at an angle, lending an air of quiet sophistication.
The cool detachment she carried was not harsh but rather a serene contrast to the warmth she unknowingly radiated.
Corrine was breathtaking tonight.
The moment she had arrived, Bruce had noticed-how could he not? But no matter how mesmerizing she was, she was no longer his. That truth sat heavy in his chest, an unyielding weight he could neither ignore nor cast aside.
Instead of returning to his box, Bruce veered toward a window, retrieving a cigarette and lighting it.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe took a measured drag, the sharp bite of nicotine offering a fleeting sense of calm, though it did little to quiet the thoughts that circled relentlessly in his mind-thoughts of Corrine's stunning beauty. Then, without warning, a pair of slender arms wrapped around his waist from behind, pulling him abruptly from his reverie. Discover your escape on g aln ov el s Bruce stiffened for a moment before turning, his gaze flickering slightly as he met Leah's expectant face. "Why are you out here?" he asked, his voice devoid of warmth yet not entirely unkind.
Leah didn't answer right away. Instead, she moved to face Bruce, slipping into his embrace as if seeking warmth on a winter's night. "Bruce, what's been going on with you lately? You always seem lost in thought, as if your mind is wandering somewhere I can't reach."
Bruce lowered his gaze, taking in Leah's worried expression. A storm raged inside him-one he couldn't escape. "I'm fine. Don't worry."
"Did I do something to upset you?" Leah bit her lower lip, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears, m fragile and heart wrenching. "Bruce, I used to believe I understood you completely, but lately, you feel like a stranger. It terrifies me. I keep feeling like... like one day, I'll wake up and you'll be gone."