Chapter 334

He turned and walked toward the door. Michael Anderson watched his back and couldn't help but speak up, "Take care, Mr. Hart, and try not to ‘accidentally’ show up where you shouldn't again." Charles Hart paused for a moment but didn't look back. The door closed softly behind him, and only then did Stella Johnson abruptly lift her head, her eyes instantly reddening. She bit her lip hard, forcing herself not to make a sound. It wasn't until Michael asked with concern, "Are you okay?" that she trembled and muttered, "The water… it's too hot." Watching Charles's figure slowly disappear outside the window, she knew she was lying, knew she was pushing away the person she most wanted close. But she couldn't take the risk—couldn't gamble on whether he’d truly stay this time, couldn't risk her already shattered heart breaking again. Outside the door, Charles leaned against the cold wall, raising a hand to clutch his chest. There was no wound there, yet the pain made it hard for him to breathe.