The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 2268

Asher could not bear to imagine what his world would be like without Arnold. If he lost Arnold, it would be as if the sky collapsed, leaving nothing but a desolate wasteland behind.

Gasping for breath, Asher rushed into the villa, his heart pounding. The place was cold, dark, and eerily silent.

Immediately, the buried memories he had long suppressed surged back with overwhelming force. Gripping his chest, he tried in vain to suppress the crushing pain.

Since Kairos's death, he had not set foot in this villa-not even once. His lover had died at the height of their affection. The gut-wrenching guilt and sorrow of that moment were emotions only someone who had lived through such devastation could understand.

But now was not the time for sadness.

Desperation took over as Asher called out for Arnold and frantically searched room by room.

When he reached the second floor and saw the light on in the private cinema, his heart raced. He rushed inside.

"Arnold!"

empty, save for Arnold, who sat motionless on the sofa, his eyes vacant. White

the intimate video of Asher and Kairos continued to play

pale lips curling into a

was laughing at

watching! Don't look at it anymore!" Asher had no way to turn off the screen, so he positioned himself between Arnold and the video, trying to block

words are lies, this

onto Asher's sweat-soaked face. His smile was broken, his words hollow. "Your

painfully. "That's not

your heart left with him a long time ago..." Amold's voice was drawn-out and heavy, like someone who had walked a long, exhausting journey only to reach the end utterly drained. "He was your one true love, the person you were willing to give your life for.

of him, weren't you? You

matter what... No matter how similar we are... It's all a lie-a lie you can never truly convince yourself

up in Asher's eyes as he shook his head, unable to deny the truth Arnold was tearing himself

rose from

delicate cheek, dragging it across his skin with a swift, ruthless

bloody line appeared where the rose had cut him-a stark, raw

look like him?"