Chapter 706
Heartbreak Brings Mr. Right
A womanâs intuition hinted that Domenicâs association with this woman was far from simple.
âDomenic, who is she?â Carole inquired casually, masking her curiosity.
Seated with crossed legs, Domenic nonchalantly flipped through a magazine, adopting a hushed tone.
âWhich one?â he murmured.
Casting a meaningful smile towards the girl fixedly observing them, Carole leaned in and spoke softly.
âThe girl behind you has been looking at us.
Did she fall in love with you? After all⦠â Carole whispered in his ear, âConsidering how handsome you are, itâs no surprise a girl might fall for you.
â
Their hushed conversation seemed intimate, hinting at a deep connection between them.
Lindseyâs heart felt as though it were pricked by a needle, her fists involuntarily clenching as she struggled to contain her emotions.
Domenic rose from his seat, slipping one hand into his pocket, his demeanor unchanged.
Gazing at the smiling shop assistant who had trailed him, he calmly stated, âThis one will do.
Please pack it up.
â
Moving beside Carole, Domenic murmured softly, âGrandpaâs spies should have departed.
Iâve got a matter to attend to at the company, so Iâll head back first.
Where will you be later? Iâll arrange transport for you.
â
A hint of disappointment flickered across Caroleâs face before she adorned a thoughtful, gentle smile.
âThatâs fine.
Go on with your work.
Once I return, Iâll inform your grandpa youâve been with me these past few days.
Donât worry.
â
Squinting slightly at Carole, Domenic nodded in acknowledgment.
Receiving the packaged clothes, he exited through another door with Carole, paying no attention to Lindsey, who stood behind him in a daze.
Lindseyâs feet felt as if filled with lead, immobilizing her entirely.
Her heart clenched as if caught in a vice, a dense ache consuming her.
Domenic had brought a woman here to buy clothes and pretended not to recognize her.
What on earth was happening?
âWait!â Sumner urgently sought to halt Domenicâs departure, but Lindseyâs hand grasped his arm.
âLindsey?â Sumner pivoted, encountering Lindseyâs pallid complexion, her eyes glistening faintly.
âYou witnessed what just occurred.
Why did you stop me?â Gazing at her somewhat absent-minded expression, Sumner felt a dull ache in his heart.
âArenât you upset seeing him with another woman? Why donât you question him?â
Lindsey lifted her head, meeting Sumnerâs gaze with a serene smile.
âEven if I catch up and inquire, whatâs the point? If he canât acknowledge me for some reason, speaking to him will only making things worse.
If he genuinely favors someone else, why should I persist and invite humiliation?â
Despite Lindseyâs composed words, her shattered heart pulsed with unbearable pain.
She couldnât fathom the strength it took to voice these thoughts.
Sumnerâs initial anger dissolved into surprise.
Surveying Lindseyâs wan countenance adorned with a forced smile, his distress grew.
âDo you really think so? Just let it go?â Sumner furrowed his brows deeply, gripping Lindseyâs shoulders to make her face him.
âLindsey, break up with him.
Your momâs right.
Heâs not someone you can trust.
Even if you donât believe me, trust your motherâs judgment.
â