Chapter 480 Dustin, standing nearby, wanted to say something, but without Lennonâs permission, he couldnât interject.
Despite Lennonâs humble apology, Deandre wasnât having it.
Menu A fire burned in his heart. With a dark face, he said coldly, âWhatâs the use of apologizing? Can a simple âsorryâ heal the harm done to Marie?â
Lennon remained silent.
Deandre snorted again, then stormed off carrying Angelica.
Haleigh didnât say anything, just followed behind.
Mariela also followed.
As she passed Lennon, Lennon grabbed Marielaâs wrist.âMarie...â
Mariela stopped and looked up at him.âIs there something else?â
Lennonâs eyes were deep, filled with pain, his posture humble.âCan we make up?â
Mariela was stunned.
Her eyes were filled with disbelief.
It took her a while to react, then she frowned and asked, âWhat are you saying?â
She thought, âMake up?
âAt this point, how could we possibly make up?â
Not to mention that Bella dislikes her and strongly opposed their relationship, even if, by some miracle, she agreed, she wouldnât reconcile with him anymore.
Between them lay the kidnapping of Angelica. Both Mariela and Angelica had nearly lost their lives. Deandre now harbored a deep hatred for the Stark family. Even if she still had lingering feelings for him, there was no way they could reconcile.
So even though she had learned the truth about their breakup from Nikolasâs subordinate, she knew that the female celebrity he was rumored with was his cousin, and knew that she held an important place in his heart, even willing to risk his life to save her.She still didnât bring up reconciliation.
She couldnât turn back anymore.
There was no possibility between them anymore.
Mariela had thought Lennon understood this well.
But now it seemed he still harbored unrealistic delusions.
Suddenly, Marielaâs heart ached.
In truth, she also found it hard to accept this outcome.
But this was a dead end.
She was trapped, her body and mind suffering with no way out. It was true that Lennon had saved Angelica.
But the fact was, if it werenât for Lennon, Angelica wouldnât have been kidnapped and wouldnât have been in danger.
If it werenât for Lennon, she wouldnât have become Nikolasâs target for revenge against Lennon.
Seeing Mariela lower her gaze in silence, Lennonâs eyes reddened at the corners, his throat dry and bitter, his heart aching to the point of suffocation.
After a long while, Mariela heard her own hoarse voice.âWe canât go back, Lennon. We can never The grip on her wrist tightened suddenly, then gradually loosened.
go back.â