My Substitute CEO Bride (Nash Calicraft) novel Chapter 2415

How could Nash remain indifferent when he heard the door being opened? While his love was fake, he had definitely developed some special feelings for Sienna. No matter what, he could not just let her continue to be heartbroken.

Nash quickly ran to the door. Just as Sienna was about to close it, he grabbed her hand.

Sienna's face flushed. Even though she had already lost hope in him, this sudden physical contact still made her heart flutter.

At this moment, it seemed as if the entire world had come to a standstill. They could hear each other's heartbeat.

Sienna turned her head away but did not pull her hand back. How could she have the courage to leave Nash? She had made up her mind just now, but the moment she felt Nash’s presence and touch on her skin, her emotional defenses crumbled again.

With pleading eyes, Sienna looked at Nash pitifully. Anyone who saw her would feel a tug on their heartstrings.

She desperately wanted an answer. She hoped he would say that she was his special one—even if it was a lie, even if it was just to fool her. She regretted revealing the truth. As expected, she could not abandon her feelings.

She did not know how Nash felt about her, but she knew she loved him—completely and wholeheartedly.

She waited for Nash's answer.

"Sienna, I really am a mess. I've been an idiot from the beginning. I never considered others' feelings. Now, I finally understand. Sienna, I do love you. But at the same time, I also love Hera and the others.

"Without even realizing it, I’ve become unable to live without any of you. It turns out I’m the one who has been indulged all along…"

Sienna gently kissed Nash's lips.

Their shadows danced together under the moonlight. At that moment, something stirred in Nash’s heart, which had been frozen for so long.

He decided then that he would abandon the constraints of social expectations moving forward and be himself. He would find the person he once was.

That night, Sienna finally got what she had always longed for and dreamed of.

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Inside an antique shop in the Central District, a bald, shifty-looking thug with sharp features was fiddling with an old copper coin in his hand. In front of him lay an exquisitely crafted crystal bracelet. Yet, at this moment, the thug seemed a bit uneasy. He shook his head vigorously.

"Mr. Hughes, this treasure of yours is good, no doubt. But it's not a complete pair, so I can't give you a price for it."

Fabian was sitting calmly and sipping his tea, showing no signs of worry.

"Well, you know I'm just a businessman. I don't understand your kind of talk, so let's get to the point. What exactly is sealed inside this bracelet?"

The man gave a subtle, ambiguous expression, half-smiling as he pushed the bracelet back to Fabian.

"Mr. Hughes, I know your type. But one should take advice when it's given."