Capture Your Heart

Chapter 167 Truth or Dare 1

Pushing open the door of the living room, she walks in step by step, but is shocked by the scene in front of her.

In the huge living room, the lights are off, and the corridor leading to the second floor is lined with clusters of bright red roses. In the center of the roses are burning candles, lighting up the whole place like countless stars.

She goes upstairs surprisedly, and Troy is standing in front of the bedroom door, holding a large bouquet of roses in his hand, with his handsome face, deep eyes, sexy thin lips outlining a charming smile.

“Welcome back.”

He opens his arms, knowing that Karin will not jump over, but still secretly looking forward to it.

“What are you doing?”

Karin asks faintly, and silently enters the room with her luggage. The room is filled with the fragrance of roses, and there are even petals scattered on the bed, which shows that Troy has really prepared carefully.

“What do you think?” He hugs her from behind, “Of course I’m welcoming you back.”

“It is not a glorious thing. There is no need to make such a pomp.”

Right, she is not coming back willingly, but just to save Jacob. Her return is actually more like a deal.

“Will you forgive me? From now on, I will treat you well and never let you be wronged.”

Is it another promise? She smiles, and is disinclined to respond.

When someone has suffered the blow of experiencing the process of expectation to disappointment again and again, he basically loses hope for such things as promises.

“Do you want to go home? May I accompany you home?”

This is Troy's trump card. He thinks that no matter how indifferent Karin is to him, she will jump up happily after hearing these words.

However, he is wrong. Not only does she not jump up, she doesn’t even blink her eyes.

“No need.”

“Why?” He is puzzled.

“I don't want to go home now.”

“But didn't you always want to go back and get your father's forgiveness?”

She looks at him quietly, “It was before, and now, I have different thoughts and ideas.”

Troy sighs sadly, and hands her the flowers in his hand, “Do you like it?”

who don’t like roses?” She takes it,

with the big bunch of roses, and locks the door of the bathroom from inside. She sits on the edge of the bathtub, thinking about that day, her heart is so wretched and desperate, and she cuts off her arteries. The blood

it into pieces and throws it in the tub until the whole bunch of roses is torn out and a pile of bare branches are left on the floor. There is a layer of petals floating on the

she will

Knock knock...

“Karin, don't fall asleep, why do you

on her pajamas

the bathtub, and is stunned, “Did you tear all

that using petals to take

gave it to you, and in less than an

“What's the matter? Anyway, it will wither sooner or later if

“...”

thinks to herself, since you let me stay, then I will stay obediently, but in the future, I will only do what you don't

my best

a camera to take pictures. She has graduated with a master's degree and now a doctoral degree. Facing a new round

last supper

sounds great.”

Usually, this kind of activity is organized by Billie,

you think we

her for

“Wherever will do.”

when she hears her say it, her scalp

“What about going to your

raises her head in surprise, “Aren’t we going to have

are going to have dinner, but I mean to go to your house to have it. Everyone wants to

agitates, “Is that

They all raise their hands in

love affair between Karin and Troy is no longer news at University of Zurich. They are more interested in the

eyes, Karin suddenly smiles, nods

“Did you agree?”

will not agree no matter what, and she

go back today. You

Billie swallows her saliva. She is

agreed because she thinks of what Troy has said before. He says he doesn’t like bustle, and his sisters were just kicked out because they always held

so, it will

tells Mary to prepare a sumptuous dinner, and then buys colored paper and balloons to decorate

all this is

step into Ziteng

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