NovelEnglishChapter 546 After pausing for a moment, she whipped out her phone, switched it to handwriting mode, and handed it over to him. "If talking's not your thing, just write it down. I'm really at a loss here, trying to get what you're saying." He took a look at the phone she offered and, after hesitating for a second, accepted it.
He scribbled a line: Is it polite to wander around someone else's house without their permission? Eliza knew she was in the wrong.
But she had just taken a little walk around the garden.
She hadn't ventured anywhere else.
"I only strolled around outside. If you don't believe me, feel free to check the security footage." He kept writing on the phone: And you're still standing firm on your stance.
Eliza: ...Was she? She was just sticking up for herself, that's all.
She couldn't stand being blamed for something she didn't do.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Alright, alright, I was wrong. I'm sorry, okay?" It was just an apology, not a life-or-death situation.
Man: An apology and we're done? Eliza's eyes widened in disbelief. Was she being shaken down? "What else do you want? Money? I didn't break anything in your house." He stopped communicating via the phone.
Instead, he started leading her upstairs.
Eliza, pregnant and aware not to struggle too hard, reluctantly pleaded, "Sir, I apologize. Could you cutsslack? I was just curious about the garden. You wouldn't really go to extremes, right?" Today, she felt like Juan had led her right into a trap.
And it wasn't just her at stake, it was two lives.
"Please, sir, can you letgo? Givea break, I promise I won't do it again." Her pleas didn't sway him.
In the end, she was brought into a room.
The room was dimly lit, but even in the low light, the room's opulence was clear.
He pushed her into a chair, leaning in close with his arms on the chair's arms, trapping her.
His silver mask glinted coldly.
Eliza gulped, leaning back with fear in her eyes, "Please... don't hurt me, okay?" He wrote on the phone again: Are you scared of me? Eliza nodded vigorously.
She was terrified, absolutely petrified.
He: What scares you about me? Eliza wasn't sure. Was it the fear of him doing something terrible, or was it the chill of that mask? Either way, his presence made her incredibly uneasy.
"Please, sir, can... you letgo?" Her eyes quivered, pleading softly.
A complicated mix of emotions flickered in his eyes.
He gazed into her eyes, a mixture of pain, regret, and something he couldn't quite let go of.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmEliza sensed something.
She dared to look straight into his eyes.
Their eyes locked, and a wave of familiarity washed over her heart.
It was uncanny, too similar, no, exactly the same.
She couldn't believe there could be another pair of eyes like his in the world. Eliza suddenly clutched at his shirt, "Are you Casper?" He caught her wrist and gently pushed her away.
That sudden familiarity dissolved her fear, and as he turned to leave, she ave, she grabbed his shirt again Why won't you say anything? Are you worried I'll recognize you? Casper, if you're alive, face me. Are you?" He couldn't bring himself to answer.
He avoided her desperate gaze, guilt written all over him.
oneyes "Casper, is that you?" Eliza felt an unexpected rush of emotion, her brimming with tears."you're Q Casper, just tellwhy you faked your death. What happened? Is your face is it injured under that mask?" face." reached out to sease, letsee your pushed her away.
mask, but he caught her She stumbled back a few steps and landed back in the chair.
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