Her Tears Are His Weakness novel Chapter 210

Ethan had given Layla designer handbags, jewelry, and even some expensive gifts, but each time, she'd rejected them indifferently, saying, "It's too expensive. I can't accept it."

He didn't give up and tried another approach. He'd started buying her snacks, coffee, and three meals a day. Yet, Layla had still declined. "I have everything. You don't have to buy it for me."

No matter what he gifted, Layla always found a reason to refuse. Her attitude remained cold and distant, as if she were deliberately distancing herself from him.

When Layla heard Ethan's question, her footsteps faltered. A complicated emotion flashed in her eyes. She bent down gently, placing the glass of water on the coffee table.

She remained expressionless, her tone calm but tinged with a hint of distance. "I appreciate your help today, but you should also be well aware of what my actions imply. This is how I feel."

Ethan's heart sank sharply, but he still stubbornly pressed on. "Do you really not feel anything for me?"

"No."

Her answer crushed his hopes entirely. Her voice was soft, yet it felt like a sharp knife plunging straight into Ethan's heart.

He lowered his head, realizing it might just be wishful thinking on his part. He looked at the full glass of water in front of him, unable to lift his hand.

Layla shifted the topic. "Drink some water."

"No, thanks." Ethan stood up, a faint, bitter smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "Sorry for bothering you today. I'll leave now."

He turned and rushed out of Layla's house, his hurried steps reflecting his desperate need to escape the stifling atmosphere there.

Layla stood still and watched Ethan walk away, feeling a mix of emotions. She sat where he'd been seconds ago, her fingers tracing the rim of the glass as bitterness swelled in her chest.

She knew she'd been harsh with Ethan, but she didn't have another choice. This was the best for them.

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