Chapter 196
Chapter 196:
He was the man she had loved deeply for so long, the one she had once thought was everything to her.
Now, as she regarded him, there was no longer the adoration or reverence that once filled her eyes. Instead, she
saw him as just another man—ordinary and flawed. She had lost the urge to explore him.
With a small gesture, she indicated the chair across from her.
“Please, take a seat.”
Taking a seat, Alexander apologized.
“I'm truly sorry about the sketchbook.” Reaching into his bag, he pulled out a brand-new sketchbook and
extended it toward her.
“I hope this can make up for it.”
Alexander, believing a gift would win her over, assumed she would appreciate and cherish it as a token of his
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He convinced himself that Daniela’s earlier visit to the Harper family, where she had asked about the old
sketchbook, was merely an excuse to get closer to him, as Katrina had suggested.
However, as he observed Daniela’s expression, the indifference in her eyes pierced him.
All he saw was a cold, distant look, devoid of the warmth he once relied on.
“You don't like it? If it’s not to your taste, tellwhat kind you prefer, and I'll have someone find it for you.” The
humility in Alexander's voice was a rare shift, revealing his desire to make amends.
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Daniela, of course, understood his intentions. A faint smile tugged at her lips, but she didn’t even look his way.
“It's fine. | don’t paint much these days, so it really doesn’t matter.”
Alexander nodded.
“I understand.
Your company’s doing well now, so | imagine tis harder to cby. But once someone steps in to help share
the load, things will be much easier.”
Daniela, without a word, lowered her gaze and continued cutting her steak, her focus entirely on the plate in
front of her.
A flicker of frustration crossed Alexander's face. He wasn’t accustomed to being shut out by Daniela. Just as he
opened his mouth to speak again, Daniela had already set down her knife and fork.
“I'm done. Are you?”
Alexander looked down at his untouched steak, and, standing up, replied, “I'm not hungry.”
Daniela nodded, her voice soft but firm.
“I'm tired. | won't be seeing you out.”
She then walked to the living room, silently organizing the sketches on the balcony, her face unreadable, her
eyes completely distant from him.
Alexander had no choice but to follow her silent cue and leave. Just as the door was about to click shut, a soft
sound of footsteps caught his attention. He spun around, his curiosity piqued.
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table, picked up the sketchbook he had just handed her, and without a second thought, tossed it into the trash
can.
For a moment, Alexander stood frozen, staring at her in disbelief. Daniela met his gaze briefly, her eyes cool and
distant.
Under the harsh light, her eyes seemed bright yet completely indifferent, her aloofness sharp. She glanced at
him for a fleeting second before turning away slowly.
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