Chapter 265

Megan stared at the video on her screen, her brows furrowed tight. Charles's biochem formula had gotten crazy advanced—like, regrowing-lost-limbs advanced. The guy clearly wanted more than just results. He wanted to run the show, rule the world even. It sent a chill right through her. Snapping out of it, her eyes landed on that familiar tall, lean figure on the screen. He looked thinner. Again. Why though? Hadn't he already gotten everything he could want? Weren't he and Nicole playing house, all lovey-dovey? Then he turned his head in the video, and the tears she'd been holding back broke free. She paused the clip. Right there—his eyes met the camera, and it felt like he was looking right at her. Megan's heart ached. For two straight weeks, she'd lived and breathed memories of him—his smile, his touch, every sweet moment he'd ever given her. Why? Over and over again—why? She still didn't get how Tristan could just flip like that. Then Charles's words popped back into her head: "Everyt