His Unveiled Passion novel Chapter 302

Tessa had discovered the truth of why Stephen had broken up with her from one of James' lackeys. She had also found out that Nancy was actually Stephen's cousin.

She knew that she occupied a special place in his heart and that he was willing to risk his life to save her. Despite knowing all of this, she still didn't suggest for them to rekindle their relationship.

Tessa could not go back to how things were before. There was no longer a possibility of a romantic relationship between them. She thought that Stephen was aware of this fact. However, it seemed that she was mistaken, and he still held onto the unrealistic hope.

Tessa's heart started to throb painfully. The truth was, it was hard for her to accept such an outcome, but she knew that there would be no happy ending for them in the long run. She was a victim of her circumstances, and there was nothing she could do, though she was suffering both physically and mentally.

Stephen had indeed saved Seline. But if Stephen wasn't in the picture at all, Seline wouldn't have been kidnapped in the first place. Her life wouldn't have been in danger. If Stephen wasn't a part of her life, James wouldn't have targeted and used Tessa to take revenge against him.

Seeing how Tessa had her eyes lowered as she continued to stay mute, Stephen's eyes began to redden. Bitterness pooled at the back of his throat, and he felt like he was going to suffocate from how painfully his heart was clenching.

A long moment passed before Tessa spoke in a rough voice. "We can't go back to how things were, Stephen. We can never go back."

The grip around her wrist tightened for a second before it gradually loosened. Stephen finally released Tessa's hand. His eyes were as dark as a bottomless abyss. There was a storm of emotions in his gaze, crashing like waves into one another. He looked extremely pained.

Tessa didn't look into Stephen's eyes, and she didn't say anything else. When Stephen released her hand, she ran from him as fast as her legs could take her.

Stephen stood like a statue amidst the cold, howling wind. His eyes were lowered. Beneath his lashes, a single tear formed and rolled down his cheek. Nobody noticed his presence as he stood there in silence.

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In early spring, when the birds took flight once more, and the grass returned to its lush green state, life was breathed into the surroundings, waking those that slumbered during the winter.

New buds sprouted on the branches of the trees lining the roadside while the flowers in the garden blossomed beautifully. The gentle breeze and light rain nurtured the land, allowing everything to thrive once again in the new season.