Page 364 of In Love with a Cruel Billionaire

Nothing.

This was stupid, the professor thought.

But just as he turned away, he felt it. A familiar sensation, an embrace that he had known and cherished, once upon a time.

Matthijs.

It was his blue-eyed beauty, the girl he once loved...and lost forever.

His eyes squeezed shut.

'I'm sorry.'

There's nothing to be sorry for. You didn't kill me.

'But if I hadn't hurt you...'

You did hurt me. But that's all. You hurt me, and I forgive you. I've forgiven you a long time ago, and I've been trying to tell you so many times. You just couldn't hear me.

And after that, he could've sworn he heard her sigh wistfully, could've sworn he felt her fingers touch a lock of his hair, the way she used to.

Are you happy?

He slowly nodded.

I'm glad. That's all I've ever wanted.

His throat tightened, and as he felt her fading away, he heard himself whisper in his mind.

'Chandra.'

What is it?

'If I had known you wanted flowers that badly, I'd have bought you a fucking farm from the start.'

Her laughter played in the air.

Be happy, Matthijs.

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