Capture Your Heart

Chapter 147 Doing Anything for You 2

She smiles. "Believe it or not, I've got things to hate."

"Like?"

Thinking about it for a moment, she answers seriously, "Dreaming."

"Huh?"

Jacob is confused, as he thinks nobody hates dreams while sleeping.

"Because I had a dream that ruined my lifetime happiness."

"What kind of dream?"

"It's a secret."

She lowers her head and attentively scribbles a word on the white paper—NIGHTMARE.

She has had innumerous dreams in the last twenty years, but the nightmare this time is the only one that comes true.

Therefore, she doesn't like dreams.

Jacob knows that's where he should stop asking more. After idling around in the park, he comes back to her again, propping his chin up on one arm, and asks, "What does your boyfriend look like?"

"Are you curious?"

"Kind of."

Karin pulls her phone out of her pocket and finds a photo of herself and Troy at her birthday. Showing it to Jacob, she says, "Here."

Jacob is shocked as his expression changes.

Looking at her gradually pale face, Karin asks, "Jacob, are you okay?"

"Jacob...Jacob…"

Her calling breaks through Jacob's thoughts, and Jacob shakes his head. "I'm fine, but your boyfriend looks like my stepfather, which makes me feel bad."

"Your stepfather?"

Karin's mouth drops in surprise, as she never thinks that Troy can look so evil.

Yuma rushes out of the living room and happily exclaims, "Miss Karin. Miss Karin. Mr. Troy calls and he'll be back home tonight."

"…okay."

Her response is indifferent as she's not excited about it at all.

"I've got to have a snap. I'm not feeling well."

Since Jacob looks so bad, Karin cares about him. "Shall I call a doctor for you?"

"I'm alright. Just need some me time."

"Fine. I'll let you know when it's dinner."

It's ten in late night. Karin stands in front of the French window of the bedroom, hearing the familiar car horns, and she knows Troy comes back. Finally, he comes back after his leaving for three days.

Swiveling around, she slowly steps downstairs and finds Troy has already walked in the living room. Noticing her presence, he walks up toward her in surprise, saying, "You haven't slept, Karin."

"Yep."

arms, saying huskily, "I miss you so

a word, but her body gradually gets stiff. Noting her change,

"No."

can't I see

but now she can't hold back. "How can I flash a smile at you, when you and

a beat. "So, you

"I wish not."

you might get sad if you'd know

have to. Nothing

his marriage with the

found a new clue. We'll

as she can tell the difference between "soon" and

she redirects the conversation to

"What?"

man with bruises and scars and took him

"I know."

"How?"

"Yuma called me."

you're not

"What for?"

being a stickybeak. Troy has so many enemies that her kindness may be taken advantage

me this, I felt it okay

she can change back to three years ago, she wouldn't show up at that

where's the

her silence, Troy asks

the study. I'll

"Okay."

the living room, asking, "Could you please arrange

"Of course."

"Thank you."

as she's too polite to him as if

what's done is done. Both himself and Karin can't go back to the innocent

asks gently,

there's no response. She knocks on the door harder and calls him,

and opens the door, only to find nobody but a lit

Jacob is missing?

note left on the nightstand. "Miss Karin, thank you for saving my life. When it's the right time, I'll return

her when she saved him three years ago. However, they'll never get it that she

"What's wrong? Where's him?"

finding Karin hastily hides a crumbled notepaper

"Why?"

After all,

"Alright."

holds her hand and says, "Come upstairs with me. I've got something

Karin follows his lead as she secretly puts the note into her pocket, fearing Troy may see the words. She believes Jacob must have left for the same reason as

both sit at the perch

them without a

an

"Guess what it is."

Heart of

it in the movie Titanic and hoped she'd own it someday. However, here it is in her hand,

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