Xavier’s argument was clear and articulate, making it impossible for Jenna to refute.She was forced to meet his cold gaze. “I tried to love you, but I realized that when I was with you, I only felt fear.“You’re like a guillotine blade constantly hanging over my neck, dropping down at any moment. It just makes me tense all the time.“Xavier Pascal, you don’t love me, either.” She pried his fingers away, pausing between each word. “You were just lonely and had no one to depend on when I happened to appear, so you clung to me as your salvation.”Xavier suddenly laughed. “So, when you extended your helping hand to me back then, you were pitying me?”“Yes,” Jenna admitted. “Even if it hadn’t been me back then—if it had been Jenna Holmes, Jenna Smith, or whoever, they would have done the same when they saw you.”Her every word seemed to crash into Xavier’s heart, gradually shattering his long-held beliefs.“How could you be so cruel?” He kneeled before her. His tall figure looked lo
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