Heartbreak Brings Mr. Right

For the first time, she experienced true despair.

Jordan had declared this her final opportunity.

If she failed to retain Domenic, he would no longer support her.

Realizing she was backed into a corner, she was prepared to use her scar as leverage over Domenic, despite the drastic measure.

She was certain Lindsey couldn’t stand a chance against her.

“Why do you stay now, when you implied you wouldn’t give a damn about me?” Carole inquired, her tone sweet yet sly, as she gazed at Domenic lounging on the sofa, his legs elegantly crossed.Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Domenic didn’t even glance up, his voice calm and firm.

“You saved my life.

Consider this me saving yours.

Now, we are even.

”

Carole’s smile, which had been one of triumph, froze.

What did he mean by that?

“What do you mean by ‘even’? You think you can call it even so easily?” she retorted sharply, her voice thick with resentment.

Domenic switched off his phone and finally met her eyes, his expression icy.

“Today, I’ve settled the debt for saving my life.

From this moment forward, I owe you nothing-not even the wish you once asked me to grant.

”

Carole was shocked into silence.

She had never suspected that Domenic had remained with her solely for this purpose.

She was previously humiliated by him, and he was now severing their agreement!

It was all because of that fucking bitch, Lindsey.

Domenic would go to any lengths for her! He wanted to marry Lindsey? Dream on!

Carole clenched her fists so tightly that her nails pierced her skin, drawing blood.

However, her surprise was far from over.

Just then, several bodyguards clad in black suits entered the room, standing solemnly before Domenic.

Carole watched them and then Domenic’s emotionless face as he rose to address the bodyguards, “Remain here and ensure Miss Larson’s safety.

Keep her out of harm’s way until she disembarks tomorrow.

”

Carole felt as though her world was crumbling.

Domenic’s show of concern for her safety aboard the ship was merely to avoid any scandals that could mar the Walsh Group’s name.

Once she was off the ship, her fate was irrelevant to them.

He wasn’t really repaying her; he was safeguarding his family’s image and his own interests!

Reeling from the revelation, Carole staggered backward, staring at the man she had once loved, her heart shattering.

Had he never cared for her at all? Was he really that heartless?

It all came down to that bitch.

Why was Lindsey deemed superior to her? Why had her life-saving act been met with nothing but cruelty and indifference? After enduring years of sacrifice and humiliation, why was the title of Mrs.

Walsh still out of her reach? Jordan Walsh had sworn she would marry Domenic.

All those promises were nothing but lies.

Her entire life had been dedicated to becoming Domenic’s wife, and she was determined not to let that dream slip away-no matter the cost.

“Domenic, you’re going to regret this!” Carole declared through clenched teeth as she eyed the balcony.

Without waiting for a response, she dashed towards it.

Domenic’s face turned grim.

“Stop her!” he shouted.

However, it was already too late.

The bodyguards only reached the balcony as Carole climbed over the railing, perching precariously at the edge of the yacht.

The night breeze teased the hem of her pink gown, and under the moonlight, her face, ghostly pale, was etched with a menacing grin.

The bodyguards paused, wary of upsetting her further.

“Carole, what are you thinking?” Domenic called out, his voice strained with tension.