The Wrong Woman

Chapter 863

As Candice's mind continued to wander, her emotions weighed heavily on her.

She found herself in a perpetual battle to understand Elio's intentions, her mind engulfed by thoughts of him as she attempted to unravel his innermost feelings. Unable to hold back, Candice released a deep sigh.

Mervyn chuckled softly, remarking, "Look at that our carefree Candice, sighing just like the rest of us."

Snapping back to reality, Candice couldn't help but smile. "Yeah, it's strange. I don't know when it happened, but it seems I've picked up some worries too," she confessed. "It sounds like a sign of growing up," Mervyn observed.

With a playful pout, Candice muttered, "If growing up means having worries, I'd rather not grow up at all."

"Tell me, is something at work bothering you?" Mervyn asked, keeping his eyes on the road.

Candice shook her head, her mind preoccupied.

Mervyn's expression darkened slightly, his tone growing more serious. "Is it about relationships, then?"

At Mervyn's probing question, Candice lowered her head, nervously twisting the towel in her hands. She remained silent, unable to articulate her thoughts.

face, a trace of concern evident in his

"Are you worried that if you were to share your feelings with me, I might not reciprocate?" Candice frowned at Mervyn's words. "Merv, please don't make

out a nervous laugh,

off at the hotel, he bid her

Candice discovered that Elio hadn't

she retreated to her room, seeking solace in

her earphones in place as she delved into sketching designs to the backdrop

at her phone revealed

would have been in a deep

rest

it felt as though Candice was

her sketches aside and removing her headphones, Candice quietly slipped out of bed. Donning her slippers, she

the doorknob and discreetly peeked

surprise, the living room was illuminated by bright light, a stark

finally gave in to

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