Losing to My Substitute (Katerina and Joshu) novel Chapter 81

Chapter 11 

Chapter 11 

Berton arrived at the old residence, where Mr. Snow glared at his grandson in disappointment: “So you finally remember to come see me?” 

With a tight throat, Berton finally spoke, “Grandpa, she… she’s gone!” 

The old man leaned on his cane and scoffed, “Isn’t it good that she’s gone? Didn’t you think I was forcing her on you?” 

“Maybe… it’s that I didn’t realize what I truly wanted.” 

Berton knelt, pleading, “Grandpa, you know where she is, right? Please tell me!” 

Mr. Snow raised his cane and struck Berton without mercy, one blow after another. 

Berton didn’t resist, only letting out muffled grunts when he couldn’t help it. 

Seeing his dejected grandson, Mr. Snow sighed helplessly: “Berton, let her go. She hasn’t been happy 

these years. 

We, the Snow family, owe her a debt of gratitude. If you still have a conscience, let her explore the 

World outside.” 

Berton’s eyes turned red, finally admitting the truth. 

The world outside was vast; where would he even begin to search? 

The housekeeper noticed Berton’s injured back and offered to help him with medicine, but he 

refused, clutching Jean’s little rabbit pillow tightly, greedily inhaling its scent. 

She hadn’t taken anything with her–was this her way of severing ties completely? 

Suddenly, an empty jewelry box on the vanity caught his attention. If he remembered correctly, it 

contained a pink brooch he had once given her. 

Had she been reluctant to part with it? Did she want to keep a memento for herself? 

Did that mean he still had a chance? 

With this glimmer of hope, Berton searched through everything Jean had left behind, but found no trace of her. 

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Chapter 11 

He used his connections to check every possible place in the country, even visiting Jean’s now–abandoned old home multiple times, but not a single sign of her. 

What he dreaded most was admitting that Jean had gone abroad. The world was so vast; how could he possibly find her? 

Yet he didn’t give up. He expanded the company’s business across half the northern hemisphere, using work as an excuse to search for her every day of the year. 

Outside of work, his world was filled only with thoughts of Jean. 

In his most helpless moments, deep in the night, he resorted to extreme measures to force Jean to appear. All that remained were the countless cuts on his wrist, with nothing else left behind. 

After Jean disembarked from her flight and settled in, she immersed herself in her studies. Intelligent and eager, she quickly adapted to the academic environment. 

However, she fell ill for a while due to the change in climate, suffering from sleepless nights and fearing the boundless darkness. The feeling of never reaching dawn gnawed at her. 

For a long time, she drifted through life in a haze, relying on sleeping pills. Her friend Nydia had called, urging her to go out for a walk. 

Among the many coastlines in Y Country, the Amalfi Coast was the most beautiful, located on the southern side of the Sorrento Peninsula, known as “Paradise on Earth.” 

As she walked along the cliffside path, people and vehicles passed by, peaceful and serene. 

Just as she was about to take a picture of the scene, a familiar figure entered her frame–Duke Austin. 

A chance encounter seemed impossible; the world was so vast, especially in such a niche location 

Duke lowered his camera, but the lens was still pointed at Jean. 

“What a coincidence!”