Chapter 75

Later, when Vincent was finally found, Diana felt both joy and fear. She was afraid that it was all just an illusion, a fleeting mirage that would disappear with the slightest touch. Looking back now, she thought maybe it would've been better if it had been a dream. At least that way, she could have stayed lost in that old dream of being loved, deluding herself that he had never changed. "There, there, don't cry… It's okay now. Tell me, who bullied you?" By the time Diana came back to her senses, she realized she was already gently held in Charlie's arms. Charlie's voice was calming as his warm palm gently patted her back. Meanwhile, his other hand hovered politely in mid-air without touching her. She had lost control just now and cried in front of him, and now he was comforting her. This realization made Diana's face flush bright red. After that, she brushed off that fleeting feeling of familiarity from the man's embrace and thought nothing of it. "Um, could you please let go