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A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 113
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Chapter 113 A peculiar tingling sensation raced through her body at that moment, and Matilda, feeling utterly humiliated, attempted to push back, to rebel, but Adrian pinned her down. His voice, mingling with the cool patter of rain, reached her ears, devoid of any warmth, “Con, shouldn't we create sgood memories at a tlike this? After all, we've already laid bare our wounds.” “You were just... trying to sleep with me?” Matilda cried out, disbelief lacing her voice.

Adrian chuckled mischievously. “Ah, | spun a tale that moved you, didn’t 1? Sorry about that: perhaps I'm just too convincing an actor, Ms. Thompson. What do you say?” Matilda, her cheeks burning with shame, pushed him away. Her hands trembled at her sides. She thought she had found a kindred spirit in him. But what was it all in the end? Nothing but an act! She laughed at herself, a bitter, self-mocking sound. She had let her guard down and confided in a stranger, and she only had herself to blame.

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Taking a few steps back, Matilda realized she was trapped. To step out into the rain in her current state... she might as well be wearing nothing at all.

Tears of frustration welled in her eyes as Adrian watched her dilemma with glee. He knew this woman was only resisting on the surface. Besides, going outside in her current attire would surely get her soaked, and a woman as theatrical as her would definitely care about appearances. She wouldn't dare.

But in the next second. Adrian’s pupils contracted to pinpoints as if he'd witnessed something utterly shocking.

His azure-green eyes shimmered with an astonishing beauty.

“Matilda!” Adrian shouted, reaching out to grab her, but in the next moment, his hands grasped air. The woman he was trying to hold was already sprinting outside! Her laughter, mingled with the steady drum of rain, taunted him, “Adrian, you wanted to humiliate me, didn’t you? You thought | wouldn't dare run out, didn’t you?” Yes, that's. what he had thought, but...

“Matilda!” Adrian called out her nagain, but the woman didn’t turn back, her slender figure disappearing into the rain. Her single, soaked shirt clung to her skin, the contours of her body shamelessly outlined.

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She didn’t look back, not even pausing for a second.

Adrian’s voice quivered with anger and disbelief. Damn it, why would she make such a choice? Any sensible woman would have chosen to stay with him! He stood frozen for a few seconds before grabbing a dried trench coat that had been hanging 1029 Chapter 113 nearby, his silhouette cutting through the curtain of rain as he chased after Matilda.

Catching up to her in just a few strides, he yanked her back, his voice chillingly cold and tinged with panic, “Are you out of your mind? Running out like this for the whole world to see!” That night, as he pulled her back, Matilda turned her head towards him amid the rain, and in that moment, everything else faded away; all sounds were muted, and only her laughter remained. Tears or rain on her face were indistinguishable, yet she laughed beautifully, nearly bare under the downpour, a sight that should have been humiliating. But Matilda stood tall and proud, just like the heiress of the Thompson family she had been five years ago.

“Adrian, do you know who you remindedof just now?” Her voice was ethereal, as if it would be washed away by any more rain.

Adrian swallowed hard, disbelief etched on his features. The next second, he draped the trench coat over her, covering her whole body.

Damn it, he didn’t want anyone else to see her like this! Matilda stepped back and began to clap mockingly. “You're like Yvan! That tried to deceive and threaten me, it's just like Yvan!” ting way you Her comparison struck Adrian to his core, and the pouring rain continued, a backdrop to a confrontation that was as revealing as it was concealing.