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.

Mervyn's face, a trace of concern evident in his

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

laugh, trying to

dropping Candice off at the hotel,

suite, Candice discovered that Elio

room, seeking solace in a

against the headboard, her earphones in place as she delved into sketching designs to the backdrop of music. Minutes melded seamlessly into

her phone revealed the

would have been in a

tonight, rest seemed

herself in music and sketches, it felt as though Candice was unconsciously

slipped out of bed.

she turned the doorknob and discreetly

light, a stark contrast

weariness, Candice finally gave in to the

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