Heartbreak Brings Mr. Right by PASSION

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Chapter 964 "If it weren't for your grandpa, you wouldn't care if I lived or died, would you?" she said, her voice hoarse with emotion.

Domenic slowly turned to face Carole, his gaze icy and indifferent, cutting through her heart like a dagger.

"Yes," he admitted bluntly.

That single word shattered Carole's hope completely.

Her eyes blazed a furious shade of red as she stared unblinkingly at Domenic.

"Domenic, don't forget that I saved your life.

I pulled you out of that cold, damp cellar.

I sacrificed everything to rescue you, and I still bear the scar!" Carole shouted, extending her hand.

A deep scar traversed her palm, a stark and haunting sight.

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Library Domenic's brow knit tightly, a glimmer of astonishment thawing the frost in his usually icy eyes.

"Have you forgotten so soon? I made numerous attempts to hoist you up, yet my efforts were futile, for you were but a boy and I, merely a young girl.

Eventually, I found a sturdy stick and tethered myself to a pillar with a rope, summoning every ounce of my strength to rescue you.

This scar, a testament to our shared history, bears witness to the lengths I went to, though I kept silent, sparing you from unnecessary remorse.

"1 As Carole spoke, tears cascaded down her cheeks like raindrops.

She lowered her head, attempting to suppress her sobs, her shoulders quivering with emotion.

Domenic did recall the incident vividly.

He remembered how she had clenched her right hand tightly afterward, though he hadn't given it much thought back then.

"People speak of a scar on the palm as an ill omen.

Perhaps that's why fate dealtsuch a harsh hand-why my parents perished, why I've endured ridicule and scorn, why life has been an uphill battle, and why betrayal has shadoweddespite my every effort.

All because of this scar!" Domenic's somber eyes shimmered with a rare emotion as he beheld the scar Carole had carried for his sake, a pang of guilt piercing his heart.

"I'm utterly exhausted.

"Retreating her scared hand and huddling behind her, Carole lifted her eyes wearily, meeting Domenic's gaze. "In any case, you don't hold any concern for me, and my existence feels pointless.

You may depart now.

Just allowto fade away.

If tomorrow's tide bears my lifeless form, don't be taken aback.

Such is my fate, bearing no weight upon you.

"1 With that, Carole pivoted to retreat indoors.

Domenic's gaze clouded over, and he trailed after her, entering the room.

As she caught the sound of his footsteps, Carole couldn't suppress a smile, swiftly concealing her relief.

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She pivoted towards him and inquired, "Weren't you on your way out? What are you still doing here?" Domenic cast a glance her way before making his way to the Living room.

He retrieved his phone, dialed a number, and settled onto the sofa, his demeanor inscrutable.

"I won't depart until I'm certain you're calm and rational," He uttered coldly, engrossed in scrolling through his phone. Carole's face bloomed with joy.

Domenic had chosen to stay with her! Perhaps, she guessed, deep down, he did care after all! Carole curled her right hand.

The scar on it was not from the tshe had rescued him.

Back then, her hand had merely been scratched by thorny sticks, leaving superficial wounds that had long healed.

She hadn't shown him her hand at that time, partly because the injuries pare the were mino minor and partly because she felt it was too unsightly, a matter of pride. The scar was actually self-inflicted with a toothpick before she returned to the country.

She had preserved it as her trump card, clinging to the hope of winning Domenic's heart easily.

Yet, tonight, in front of numerous business magnates, Domenic had chosen Lindsey, crushing her dignity underfoot. Carole felt utterly humiliated.

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