Chapter 453

Chapter 453:

But life doesn’t bend to “if only.”

His opportunity was lost, and the past was irreversible.

A rueful smile appeared on Noah’s face as he turned to walk down the road.

But soon, he was abruptly stopped by a figure.

Under the glow of a streetlamp stood Kyla, her expression ghostly and sorrowful.

“Why are you here?” Noah asked, his tone cold and detached.

“I just wanted to explain what happened. I didn’t mean to…” Kyla’s voice shook, her eyes brimming with tears.

Noah interjected sharply, “Stop. I don’t want to listen to any excuses.” He tried to move past her, but Kyla, persistent, grabbed his sleeve.

“Please stay, Noah. Hear me out…”

Noah abruptly pulled his arm away, causing Kyla to lose her balance and fall to the cold ground.

“Ouch!” she exclaimed, hitting the pavement, her hand scraping against it and starting to bleed.

“How could you do this to me?” Kyla looked up at Noah, tears streaking down her face, her voice a shaky mix of pain and desperation. Noah’s expression remained cold as he looked down at her.

Feeling his cold stare, Kyla shivered, her complexion growing paler.

“Noah, I admit my mistakes. I was wrong to treat Sadie that way. It’s just that my love for you is so strong, I feared I might lose you…” Her words faded to a whisper.

“Love for me?” Noah scoffed dismissively.

“Noah…” Kyla attempted to continue, but he interjected. “Kyla, let’s be clear. If you hadn’t saved my life once, do you really think you’d still be here? You would have been gone a long time ago.”

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Kyla felt as though a knife had pierced her heart at his words.

Her face turned even paler, and her lips quivered, but she found herself speechless. She was determined not to let the situation spiral out of control. There had to be a solution.

“Noah… I’m pleading with you, please don’t do this.” Kyla’s voice faltered as she pleaded with him. “I’ll go away. You won’t have to deal with me again.” Noah’s expression shifted, his eyebrows knitting together in mild surprise.

“Really, I’ll go. You have my word,” Kyla said vigorously, almost as if she feared he doubted her sincerity.

“You need to assure me you’ll never show your face to me or Sadie again,” Noah demanded.

“I give you my word. I swear it,” Kyla replied, her voice shaking with earnestness.

Pausing briefly, she looked up at Noah warily. “And one more thing…” She hesitated before continuing, “About the International Jewelry Design Competition, could you possibly… Could you consider letting my friend Vivi win?”

Noah was taken aback by the request. Unaware that Sadie was also a competitor, he casually consented. “Proceed as you wish. It’s merely a minor contest.”

He considered the outcome of the competition trivial compared to his primary concern: Sadie’s well-being.

“Thank you, Noah. Thank you so much…” Kyla’s face brightened as she repeatedly expressed her gratitude.

Without saying a word, Noah turned and walked away, not looking back. As he left, Kyla’s gaze lingered on him, her face soon twisting into a slight, sinister smirk.

“So, Sadie, you think you’ve won, huh?” she murmured to herself. “If I can’t be with Noah, I’ll make sure you won’t be either.”

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