NovelReadingChapter 708 She felt trapped, unable to stay or run away. Everything seemed as vivid as if it had happened just yesterday. Her heart, still in pieces, refused to heal completely. Chelsea once told her she didn't have the mindset of a mistress. After all she'd been through in life and love, how could she ever see herself as the lady of the Welton family? The affection from her mother-in-law and the blessings from her son felt like nothing more than wispy dreams. She knew she needed a change in perspective.
"What are you doing here? Meeting up with a secret lover?" Gabe's voice cut through the air. "I was just gone for a film shoot, and you left Falconridge. Who's got you so rattled here?" A woman's voice rang out, tinged with argument. Snapped out of her thoughts, Eliza glanced over. It was Gabe, and with him was a woman who looked oddly familiar... Allysha.
"I don't want to argue," Gabe said, his patience clearly wearing thin as he turned to walk away.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe woman quickly blocked his path, "Gabe, do you not loveanymore? Have you always looked down on me? I promised that if we got married, I'd quit the entertainment industry. Isn't that enough?" "Allysha, our issues aren't about whether you stay in showbiz or not. I'm just... tired," Gabe replied, brushing past her towards the shore.
Allysha stomped her foot in frustration, then hurried after him again. Eliza raised an eyebrow. She'd always thought Allysha, the celebrity, was cool and untouchable. Who would've thought that even a high-flying star could becas frantic as anyone else when it cto matters of the heart? Love, indeed, was a cruel game.
Eliza lingered until the sun dipped below the horizon before heading back to the hotel. Dinner was being served at the buffet. She decided to grab a bite before heading to her room to relax. The dining area was pleasantly uncrowded. She selected sof her favorite foods and made her way to a window seat, planning to enjoy both her meal and the view.
Just as she was about to sit down, she spotted Gabe. She wasn't keen on engaging, but he noticed her and waved, "Eliza, cjoin me." His warm demeanor was a stark contrast to the icy front he'd shown Allysha earlier. Momentarily caught off guard, she obliged, tray in hand, and sat across from him, "Dining solo?" "Yeah, just me," he replied with a smile.
"And Allysha?" she inquired, sensing he wasn't being entirely forthright, "I just saw you with her." Gabe's smile dimmed as he sighed, "You saw that, huh?" "It's hard to miss a glamorous star," she remarked, focusing on her food.
"Stars can be so high-maintenance...
I just can't handle it anymore," Gabe said, adjusting his glasses and watching her intently. "To be honest, I broke up with her before coming here." Eliza hesitated, her chopsticks suspended in mid-air. She had no intention of prying into others' business. She met Gabe's gaze, "You don't need to share all this with me." "Sorry," he said, his expression turning a bit somber.
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Eliza really wasn't interested in getting involved in other people's s. Everyone has theicown!!! baggage. She had her own tangled mess to sort out and no tto get caught up in someone else's troubles. "I'm done. I'll head out now," she said, picking up her tray and leaving promptly.
Back in her room, she lay on the bed, scrolling through her phone. Most of the messages were from Chelsea inquiring about the hotel, the surroundings, her mood-an endless stream of questions. She replied patiently.
Then, the doorbell rang. Holding her phone, she went to open the door her eyes widening in surprise at the F sight of the person standing there.
"You... How did you get here?"
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