<b>Chapter </b><b>324 </b>
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Liam snapped, “Aria didn’t just save me from that mass grave–there were others too. Do you really expect me to track down every single one of them and ask, ‘Was it Madelyn Colton or Hannah Gibson who saved you?“”
This lie was so flimsy–the truth could have been uncovered with the slightest effort.
And he fell for it.
Hannah’s lips quivered as she reached out to clutch Liam’s arm, tears streaming uncontrobly down her face. “Liam,” she sobbed desperately<b>, </b><b>“</b>I was just… just so afraid you would never take that step.”
She clung to his arm, her voice trembling with desperation. “We’re clearly in love, aren’t we?”
They were in that ambiguous will–they–won’t–they phase, but Liam always held back–after all, he was a married man and couldn’t cross that line.
If it hadn’t been for this life–saving incident, even if he had emotionally strayed, he never would have crossed the line physically.
Liam tried to argue back, but no words came. Despair flooded his heart.
Liam demanded, “What about after that? Why did you keep going after Aria again and again? Why did you deliberately mislead me about her? And why the hell couldn’t you juste clean?”
Hannah’s lips trembled as she stammered, “I… I was just afraid you’d end up falling for Aria.”
Liam gave a wryugh. “Hannah… we’re done.”
He thought bitterly, ‘I never should have gone to Erennd. Never should have met Hannah. I wish I’d never started down this road.‘
With those words, Liam turned and walked out. Hannah grabbed his arm in panic, her voice trembling. “What do you mean by ‘we’re done‘? Liam, are you breaking up with me?”
Liam shoved her hand away, his eyes zing crimson. “Every word from you is a lie! You set up the woman who saved my life and led me to hurt her–do you really expect me to just turn a blind eye and pretend none of this ever happened?”
Taking a deep breath, he continued, “Hannah, let’s end this once and for all. Don’t cling to me, or I’ll hold you ountable for everything you’ve done.<b>” </b>
Not a trace of love remained in his eyes–just cold indifference and a barely concealed revulsion.
By the time Aria arrived in Kanit City, the topics [Vanessa Ward Injured], [Vanessa Ward Stabbed On Set], and [Vanessa Ward Targeted By Enemies?] had been trending for several hours.
The reporters huddled together, buzzing with excited chatter.
Someone said, “One blogger online analyzed Vanessa Ward’s birth chart and predicted she was in for an absolutely terrible year, with one disaster after another. If she can survive this year, not only can her reputation make aeback, but her career might skyrocket. But if she can’t make it through<b>, </b><b>she </b>
might not even live to see next year.”
“I never used to believe in that kind of stuff,” he admitted. “But after all this… makes you wonder.”
Someone else said, “Just a month ago, she had a stage ident on a show, and now, while filming, the prop knife turned out <b>to </b><b>be </b>real.”
Another one said, “If that knife had stabbed her heart, it would’ve been all over. Luckily, it just got her shoulder”
One of the reporters said, “The prop crew and the knife–wielding actor were both taken away <b>by </b><b>the </b><b>police</b><b>. </b>Now <b>word </b><b>is </b><b>spreading </b><b>that </b><b>Vanessa </b><b>Ward </b>pos <b>walking </b>jinx–after this mess, what producer or director would dare work with her again?”
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Numerous rivals had already started working behind the scenes, pushing her onto trending topics and hiring online trolls to spread rumors <b>that </b>Vanessa was a jinx, a ma for misfortune, with trouble following wherever she went.
Though Vanessa’s acting career had been short and her filmography limited, her poprity was nothing to scoff at.
After returning from her overseas studies, her career skyrocketed,nding her over a dozen lucrative brand endorsements.
But in showbiz, many were deeply superstitious. Once thebel of “jinx” was pped on her, making aeback in her career would be nearly impossible.
Knowing Aria wasing, M specifically waited at another exit. As soon as she saw her, M greeted warmly, “Hey, Aria!”
Aria followed her inside. “How did the checkup go?”
M said, “Thankfully, the co–star pulled the punch, so the injury isn’t too serious. She’ll need a week in the hospital and about a month to recover<b>.</b><b>” </b>
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