Chapter 402

Arthur sat by the floor-to-ceiling window, absentmindedly fiddling with the necklace that had once again found its way around his neck. A glass of liquor in hand, he sipped slowly in silence, a strange hollowness gnawing away at his heart. Closing his eyes, images of Juliana flashed through his mind—her playful pouts, her fiery anger, her sweet smiles. Each version of her danced vividly behind his closed lids, relentless and clear. He knew exactly what was happening to him. And oddly enough, he didn’t want to resist it. Maybe… he had fallen for this girl. Otherwise, why would it feel like something far more precious than his family heirloom had slipped through his fingers? Across the city, Juliana was equally restless. Tossing and turning in bed, she kept flipping—from lying on her stomach to curling up like a ball—yet sleep refused to come. She had returned Arthur’s cherished necklace. Shouldn’t she feel relieved now? No more sleepless nights worrying about it. She could finally go ba