Why the Crocodile Tears (by Flower Sock) novel Chapter 489

Anathea’s champagne–colored gown, adorned with scattered rhinestones, shimmered brilliantly under the lights. The man before her stood tall and straight in a perfectly tailored black suit.

The dark and light–colored outfits complemented each other exquisitely. The softness and elegance paired with striking handsomeness instantly drew the attention of those around them

Even the spotlight automatically tracked to the two of them.

With her hand in his, Anathea twirled to the rhythm, the hem of her dress flaring out like a champagne–colored rose. She was like a unique bloom among the 200 thousand pink roses.

“It’s so beautiful.” Evangeline couldn’t help but sigh with admiration.

Her dance partner suddenly pulled her by the hand toward the champagne tower.

“What’s wrong?” Evangeline asked in confusion.

The other person didn’t answer. He only continued to lead her in that direction.

But Evangeline was so captivated by Anathea’s dancing that she stayed rooted to the ground.

In the next second, several new couples joined the dance floor, pushing her toward the champagne tower.

Anathea was also bumped aside by the sudden crowd. Her dress hem caught slightly, and she nearly fell, but “Thomas” steadied her.

“Thank you,” Anathea said politely.

Watching the increasingly energetic dancers, she decided to give them space. “That’s enough dancing. Let’s go.”

The man tightened his grip on her for a second, then quickly released her and nodded.

To avoid the crowd, Anathea moved toward the more open area near the champagne tower.

On the other hand, Evangeline wasn’t fazed at all by the crowd. “It’s just a few people, which makes things more lively!”

She grew even more excited instead, suddenly letting go of her partner’s hand and moving in front of another person to switch partners.

The partner she left behind showed a flicker of frustration. He hurriedly tried to pull Evangeline back, but it was already too late because someone was now standing beneath the champagne tower.

Anathea had just come to a stop and was about to catch her breath when she suddenly heard a sharp crack.

“T–That’s going to fall!” someone exclaimed.

A huge shadow loomed over Anathea. She froze and looked up, her eyes widening.

The nine–foot–tall champagne tower was tottering and toppling straight toward her. With a crash, the glas toward Anathea.

“Oh my god!”

Everyone was shocked.

“Nat!” Evangeline shouted in alarm.

The screams, calls, and shattering of glass all flooded into Anathea’s ears at once.

hurtled down

Her mind went blank. She wanted to dodge, but her legs felt pinned in place. By the time she reacted, it was already too late.

However, the pain she had braced for never came. Instead, a figure suddenly reached out and pulled her into an embrace. He

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held her tightly, shielding her face against his chest to block all the impact.

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