Chapter 7


    Chloe stared at Lance, remained quiet for a moment, then suddenly started to chuckle under her


    breath. Herughter was cold and full of sarcasm. But within her, it felt like she was being cut open


    with a knife. So her being assertive was the problem, huh? That was one hell of a way to put it


    Did being assertive automatically make her the viin, the bully?


    Lance’s harsh words felt like a sharp knife, stabbing her right in the heart,


    “Chloe”


    Lance looked at her quilt flooding his insides. He wanted to reach out, tofort her, but Chloe


    stepped back


    “Don’t touch me!”


    She yelled, swatting his hand away She slowly lifted her head, her eyes empty, a hint of a sarcastic


    smile tugging at her lips as she stared at him coldly.


    Apart from the coldness and sarcasm, there was pure despair and finality


    Just one look and Lance felt like his heart had been sucker punched


    “Chloe Lance called her name again, but he didn’t know what to say.


    Chloe stared back at him coldly, “Lance, remember, I’m the one dumping you! I hope you and Keira


    stay together forever! Don’t expect any sympathy from me, I don’t need it! Who uses a towel


    someone else has used?”


    Facing Chloe’s unprecedented tirade, Lance was stunned.


    The always elegant andposed woman actually spat out those words!


    But he understood her anger, “No matter what. I’m sorry.”


    “I heard you” Chloe replied coldly


    Lance looked up. “I hope you could ept it.”


    Chloe said emotionlessly. “Why should I? You can say sorry, but I have the right not to forgive you!


    Get out!”


    Lance gave her a long look, knowing that any further words were pointless. He said “Take care” and


    left the room.


    It wasn’t until Lance waspletely gone that Chloe weakly sat on the bed, her legs curled up, her


    empty eyes staring somewhere out the window.


    Cold and assertive?


    She was orginally gentle as the water, but the world was too cold, so she had to be as hard as


    ice, stronger!


    She could only protect herself, prevent herself from getting hurt and feeling sad. Only this way could


    she stop herself from crying, appearing weak, and seeming pitiful in front of others


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    She thought she had gotten used to it over the years, but now she realized she wasn’t as strong as


    she thought.


    In a room alone, she could still feel pain and weakness.


    But she could only be this weak!


    She wouldn’t shed tears, because it wasn’t worth it, it was too cowardly.


    Her tears would only disappear silently in the end, worthless and a subject of ridicule.


    She felt someone approaching and soon, a clean handkerchief was handed to her.


    Chloe paused slightly, turning her head, a hint of surprise shed in her eyes


    She let go of her hugging legs and stood up from the bed


    looking up at the handsome man who was much taller than her.


    Even though they had just said goodbye, they were meeting again now