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The woman before him wore a black dress, her face beautiful, her long hair cascading over her shoulders.
She looked familiar, but Kaelen couldn't place her.
Seraphina Morrow saw his confusion and smiled bitterly. "You don't remember me? I confessed to you in college, but you turned me down."
Hearing this, Kaelen's memory slowly returned.
"You're Seraphina, my senior?"
Seraphina nodded with a gentle smile. "I thought you'd forgotten me completely."
Kaelen was a bit dazed. Seraphina had changed so much.
He remembered her from college as overweight, with thick, black-framed glasses.
But the woman before him was slender and beautiful. Without the glasses, her face was stunning.
"Are you here for work too?" Seraphina suddenly asked.
Kaelen was at a loss for words.
Fortunately, at that moment, one of Seraphina's friends called her over.
"I have to go. Let's keep in touch." Seraphina handed Kaelen a business card.
Kaelen took it and looked down. It read: *Seraphina Morrow, General Manager, Morrow Group.*
His eyes filled with envy.
He couldn't help but wonder, if he hadn't chosen to marry into the Thorne family, would he have had a successful career too?
But there were no 'if onlys'…
Kaelen casually put the card in his pocket and started to walk away.
A man like him now had no business being friends with Seraphina Morrow.
He didn't know that shortly after he left, Seraphina's friend spoke with disdain.
"Seraphina, why are you talking to a man like that? He works at this club."
The friend had just passed by Cassia's private room and had seen Kaelen dancing inside.
Hearing this, Seraphina's eyes widened in shock.
...
Kaelen returned home, but Cassia wasn't there.
He lay exhausted on the bed. He was bone-tired, but sleep wouldn't come.
In the dead of night.
He finally drifted off, but not long after, he was plunged into a nightmare.
He dreamt again of his father's death, of his mother telling him with tear-filled eyes:
"Kaelen, my son, take care of yourself from now on. Mama is going to find your father…"
Kaelen reached out to grab his mother's fading figure, but he couldn't catch her.
"Mom! Mom!"
Kaelen shouted, grabbing onto something tightly.
His forehead was slick with sweat. He opened his eyes and saw Cassia sitting on the edge of his bed.
The thing he was clutching was her hand.
The memory of what Cassia had done to him made him recoil. He let go of her hand as if it were on fire and scrambled to the corner of the bed.
A cold sneer crossed Cassia's face.
"So afraid of me? Weren't you the one who cried and begged to marry me?"
Hearing her words, a lump formed in Kaelen’s throat.
He didn't answer, but a strange impulse made him ask, "Do you know why I'm not dead yet?"
Cassia looked at him, confused, not understanding what he meant.
Kaelen continued as if to himself, "Because I'm afraid of dying."
"Before I married you, my parents were against it. My father said if I chose this path, if I ever regretted it, I should never come crying to them…"
"I'm afraid that if I die, I'll see them and make them unhappy…"
Hearing this, Cassia finally understood.
"So what you're saying is, you regret it?"
Kaelen looked at her and said nothing.
A chilling frost spread across Cassia's eyes. She said nothing, but pulled something out and held it in front of him.
It was Seraphina Morrow's business card.
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