Chapter 461

A black Range Rover was parked quietly, the window rolled down to reveal a sharp, handsome face. It was William Turner. He focused on the scene ahead—Chloe Grace in Mason Shaw’s arms. And she’d told him they were just friends? The way they were holding each other? Yeah, right. William’s mind flooded with old memories, each one hitting like a punch. —Maybe she never loved him in the first place. He stared blankly for a long time, eyes slightly damp, then stepped on the gas and drove off. On the way to the apartment, Olivia Hale tried to speak a few times, but William looked distant, completely lost in his own thoughts. He didn’t say a word. Twenty minutes later, the car pulled up to her place. “Want to come up for a bit?” Olivia asked. William declined. Both hands tight on the steering wheel, he gave a polite excuse: “It’s pretty late. Maybe next time.” Olivia knew it was just that—an excuse. Truth was, he didn’t want to get close to her. She didn’t push. Just offered a sweet smile and