“What’s wrong?”
Gwen sniffed and quickly shifted her gaze away, unwilling to meet Luke’s gaze. “I just suddenly
remembered something.
“To you, I’m not someone worthy of your time, too, so why do you still want to keep me?”
Luke’s frown grew even deeper upon hearing Gwen’s words.
A split second later, he pulled Gwen closer to his body so forcefully that it was as though he would break
her like a porcelain doll. “You’re worth it; you’re the only thing in my life that’s worth my time.”
Gwen closed her eyes as she let the feeling of being suffocated by Luke’s embrace envelope her.
Was she?
Luke had said before that anyone he did not love was unworthy of his time.
At this moment, Gwen had finally confirmed a thought she had been having for a while.
She did not love Luke.
Not even a little bit.
“Are you okay, Jim?”
Meanwhile, inside the pantry, Charlotte leaped forward to clutch Jim’s blistered palm and sobbed, “I’ll ask
the butler to summon a doctor right now! Hold on, Jim!”
With that, she quickly got up and sprinted to the door.
When she passed by Luna, Charlotte shot her a murderous glare and snapped, “It’s all your fault! If it
weren’t for you, Gwen wouldn’t have gotten hurt, and neither would Jim. You doomed us all, you bitch!”
With that, she strode out of the room and disappeared.
Luna remained motionless, staring at Jim, who was trying to ignore the excruciating pain of his burnt
palm. When she saw this, she could not help feeling as though an invisible hand was squeezing her
heart.
She closed her eyes and stood motionless, defeated and utterly exhausted.
“It’s not your fault,” Joshua’s low, gentle voice rang out from the pendant around her neck.” You shouldn’t
blame yourself for what happened. Also, you shouldn’t loiter too long there; come home as soon as you
finish signing the contract. We wouldn’t want anything else to happen.”
Luna bit her lip, but she was so exhausted that she could not summon the energy to do anything apart
from murmuring in response.
She never thought that her meeting with Jim would end so terribly and result in so many people getting
hurt.
Soon, Jim’s secretary finished drafting the contract.
Lune returned to the living room, where she signed the contract after glancing through it and making sure
everything was correct.
When she, Luke, and Gwen left Landry Mansion, Charlotte was sitting in the living room, carefully
applying some soothing balm on Jim’s burn. “Jim, I know that I matter the world to you, but please…
please don’t hurt yourself for me again in the future.”
Luna could not help sneering when she heard the feigned concern in Charlotte’s voice.
Her words were dripping with worry and concern, but she had not uttered a single word when Jim had
tried to mitigate Luke’s anger toward her.
Not only that, but the first person to leap forward and stop Jim from putting his hand on the burning hot
kettle was not her, but Luna instead.
If Charlotte truly cared about him, why would she be so slow in responding and stopping Jim from hurting
himself?
Luna’s heart was filled with a sense of helplessness and hatred-toward Charlotte-when she left Landry
Mansion.
She was so preoccupied by her thoughts that she did not notice someone missing-Bonnie.
It was only after they had returned to Joshua’s house that she finally realized that despite leaving Landry
Mansion before them, Bonnie had yet to return to Joshua’s place.
Luna was just about to take out her phone to call Bonnie when she suddenly remembered that Bonnie’s
phone was still broken.
Just as she was pacing herself, trying to figure out what to do, she received a call from a strange
number.
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