Female NovelChapter 2158 Edwin squared his shoulders, bracing for the impending confrontation.
Dylan donned a deceptive smile.
“Mr. Evans, I've heard much about you.
Laura may not recognize you, but I do. It’s really something for you to pretend someone else and maintain a relationship with her for a year. But hey, fine, it's a consensual relationship and she was indeed happy. So I won't hold it against you.” He paused, a note of sternness creeping into his voice.
“I have one simple request though.
Now that you've parted ways with Laura, sever all ties completely.
I'll take it from here. Your apartment remains untouched, save for her absence. I presume someone as charming as you won't struggle to find companionship elsewhere. Oh, I neglected to mention that I can be rather overly protective. If you have a change of heart and continue to bother her in the future, I won't hesitate to confront you physically. At that point, I won't care whether you're the illustrious scion of the Evans family or not,” he cautioned.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
A steely resolve etched into Edwin's voice as he replied, “Rest assured.” “That's great.” Dylan nodded curtly, fixing Edwin with an unwavering stare before departing.
Angela's Library The car door opened and slammed shut, the Black Land Rover vanishing into the distance, carrying Laura away.
She just left.
She left with another man.
As a man himself, Edwin couldn't help but sense Dylan's affection for Laura.
Perhaps, he should be relieved that she was being taken care of.
Deep in thought, Edwin ascended the stairs, reaching his apartment door.
It remained impeccably neat like when he left hours ago. In fact, Laura wasn't one to keep things in their places, and it was always Edwin who would clean up after her.
Her belongings had always been scattered about, tiny trinkets of unknown origin.
Those things were still there.
Laura only took away her clothes and a few important design drafts of the studio.
The other items remained untouched, which meant she didn't want them anymore.
Edwin proceeded to the main bedroom, spotting a man's black shirt atop the bed. It was her favorite. Occasionally, she'd don this shirt while he worked in his study, snuggling into his embrace, demanding his attention.
Yet, such moments were infrequent, as she busied herself with her own pursuits.
She was undemanding, content with the smallest gestures of affection.