His Regret Deception And Betrayal novel Chapter 11

Chapter 11

He hugged me tightly one last time, as if trying to merge me into his very being.

“Elowen?” he murmured softly, his warm breath tickling my neck.

He gently stroked my head, his fingers threading through my short hair with a hint of reluctance.

“You look better with long hair,” he said softly, his voice tinged with nostalgia.

“But short hair is cute too,” he added, his tone carrying a teasing affection.

I stood still, letting him hold me.

I knew this was our final goodbye.

We were truly over.

He released me, looking deeply into my eyes as if to etch my image into his memory.

“Let’s go, I’ll drive you,” he said, turning towards the door.

I took one last look at the rental apartment filled with memories, a mix of emotions swirling inside me.

The ride was silent.

When we arrived at the hotel, I got out of the car. He parked and looked at me.

“If you ever come to Jinxwood again, look me up,” he said earnestly. “No matter what, I can still be a good host.”

His tone was sincere, with an underlying insistence.

I smiled and agreed.

“Okay.” I nodded, though I knew deep down that we likely wouldn’t meet again.

I would return to Jinxwood, but not to see him.

He was just a passerby in my life, someone who had brought me both joy and tears.

The phone rang suddenly, breaking the silence in the car.

I took out my phone and saw Mom on the screen, a warm feeling flooding my heart.

“Hey, Mom,” I answered cheerfully.

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“Elowen, when are you coming back?” her familiar voice came through the phone, filled with concern. “I made your favorite dish. I’m waiting for you to come home and eat it.”

“Mom, I’ll be back tomorrow morning,” I replied with a smile, my eyes a little moist.

Home would always be my safe haven.

No matter what I experienced, home would always be my warmest refuge.

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4:24 pm

Chapter 11

“Okay, just take care on the road,” Mom instructed.

“I will, Mom,” I assured her.

I put down the phone. The night was deep, the streetlights dim.

Jaxon’s car had long since vanished into the traffic.

I smiled with a sense of release.

Throughout his life, Jaxon had never been short of rationality.

His existence was akin to a precisely programmed straight line–accurate, efficient, and error–free.

The sole instance of recklessness was the three years he spent in a relationship with Elowen.

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The only time he lost his composure was on his wedding day, when he abandoned Hedy, who was elegantly dressed, in front of everyone, frantically searching for Elowen.

His eyes were red, and he clutched at anyone who knew Elowen, asking, “Where is Elowen? What have you done with her?”

That day, he was a shadow of his usual self—the aloof and esteemed heir of the Gable family.

Jaxon followed the script of his life, marrying a woman from a family of similar status and seamlessly taking over the family business, making it flourish.

He became a formidable CEO in the business world, known for his decisiveness and strategic acumen.

His naive hope of maintaining a friendship with Elowen was a dream only he believed in.

Elowen never initiated contact with him again.

There were times when he knew she was in Jinxwood, but she never called him.

After repeated disappointments, he realized that her words that day were merely a polite dismissal. She didn’t want to see him anymore.

She had erased him from her world as cleanly as one would erase chalk marks from a blackboard, leaving not a trace behind.

Years later, during a business trip to Holybar, he saw Elowen again.

She was walking out of a restaurant, arm in arm with a man, both of them laughing and chatting.

The sunlight bathed her face, and she smiled so brightly that her eyes narrowed.

It was a carefree, radiant smile he hadn’t seen in years.

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