Chapter 140
The campus was alive with the hum of activity, students rushing to and fro, their voices blending with the soft rustle of leaves in the crisp autumn air.
But his gaze locked onto mine, and he approached, his expression carefully composed, though there was something unspoken in his eyes.
I looked at him coldly, and it was clear that the aura I resisted said it all.
“Don’t look at me like that, I…I’m just curious enough to ask,” he began, his voice tentative. “Wanted Jo know how you’ve been doing lately.”
I arched a brow, folding my arms across my chest. “What are you asking for?”
He hesitated, the words seeming to catch in his throat. Then, as if surrendering to a weight he could. no longer carry, he lowered his head. “I’ve been through a lot lately,” he admitted quietly. “And I realized… I was blind in the past. That’s why I treated you so badly.”
The admission surprised me, though I kept my expression impassive. Ryan glanced at me briefly before continuing, his tone laced with a bitterness I hadn’t expected.
“Leaving you… His voice trailed off, and when he spoke again, it was barely a whisper. “I learned that no one truly thinks highly of me. Not even my own mother.”
A short, sharp laugh escaped me before I could stop it. I didn’t think I’d live to see the day you’d admit you were wrong.” I said, the irony of it not lost on me.
Ryan seemed unbothered by my response, his gaze dropping again. “Can I have your contact details?” he asked suddenly, a note of desperation slipping into his voice. “If that’s okay?”
I tilted my head, giving him a small, mocking smile. “It’s not convenient,” I said evenly. “My boyfriend might get jealous.”
The color drained slightly from his face, and for a fleeting moment, I almost felt pity. Almost. The absurdity of it all struck me this was the same man who once couldn’t be bothered to return my calls, who would snap at me with irritation if I dared to ask for his attention.
And now, here he was, asking for my number.
“Do you still have feelings for me?” he asked suddenly, his tone more serious
Now “Do you… still?”
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the question caught me off guard, but I quickly regained my composure. “Not at all,” I replied, my
voice firm.
He looked at me, something breaking behind his eyes. “Sophia,” he said softly, almost pleading.
“Do you have to hate me so much? If you think I can’t give you a better life, just wait for me. A few years, that’s all I need. I promise, I’ll be better than Lirian.”
The mention of Lirian sent a flicker of annoyance through me, but I refused to let it show. Instead, I laughed, a short, bitter sound. “Wait for you?” I asked, shaking my head. “You’ve got to be kidding
me.”
Ryan stepped closer, his desperation now palpable. “I’m telling the truth,” he insisted. “I’m going to be the Alpha of the Starpack. And when I am, I’ll make you my Luna.”
I didn’t dignify his words with a response. Instead, I walked past him, leaving him standing there, his grand declarations hanging in the air. I had no time for his delusions. There were far more pressing matters that demanded my
my attention.
The university was vast, the surroundings unfamiliar, but I felt no fear. Every building, every
pathway felt like a blank slate, a chance to rewrite my story.
I had the knowledge of what was to come, the major events that would shape the future. That
nowledge was my greatest weapon.
My partnership with Zane was flourishing. He had developed a groundbreaking potion capable of repairing damaged cells with minimal side effects, a stark contrast to the toxic concoctions Ryan and Victor had peddled in my previous life.
This time, I wouldn’t let such innovations fall into the wrong hands. Zane’s research was more than just a scientific breakthrough; it was a chance to change the world, and I was determined to ensure it received the recognition it deserved.
Ethan had provided me with the capital to invest in my future, and I had used it wisely, leveraging my memories to navigate the stock market and multiply my funds. By now, I had investments in several companies that would go on to dominate the Fortune 500.
Each move felt like a step closer to reclaiming the life I had once lost.
While I focused on building my empire, the world around me seemed to unravel. Linda’s carefully crafted façade had crumbled.
