Chapter 15
That was the first time Robert had called her by her nickname after she turned 18. His deep, magnetic voice carried a hoarse, suppressed emotion. She didn’t turn back, but her Exp on the door handle tightened.
Enola wasn’t a fool From the moment Robert had stormed into the banquet hall in a panic, she had already seen through his feelings. Or rather, this wasn’t the first time she had noticed ther
The framed rosary bracelet and the way he always became unusually tense whenever she mentioned marriage… Even if she had once doubted it, what happened at the wedding today had confirmed everything.
Robert had feelings for her.
Enola felt no joy when she realized this–only a deep sense of pity.
She didn’t know when those feelings had started, but at the very least, he had already been aware of them when he sent her abroad. Yet, he had chosen to suppress them, going so fat as to banish her to another country while cutting off all contact for four years.
It Robert had never loved her, she could have convinced herself that it was simply because those feelings had been too taboo and that she had angered him beyond reason. But that wasn’t the case.
He had simply been too much of a coward to admit it–too much of a coward to reach out. He thought severing ties would erase every last trace of those emotions.
And to make it all seem more real, he had even found himself a girlfriend–a substitute.
Only now did Enola finally understand the strangeness of that day. Why had Robert, who was always so rational and never one to worry his parents, fallen so hopelessly in love with Chloe?
It was because of those eyes.
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Even so, Enola didn’t feel moved. She only found it laughable.
Anticipating what he was about to say next, Enola let out a long breath. She reached for the door to leave, but a force suddenly pressed against her before she could step out. Robert’s hand gripped hers firmly, and the door slammed shut with a loud bang.
Heat radiated from behind her, and the familiar scent of sandalwood wrapped around her like an inescapable net. She tried to step away, but then–she felt it.
It was a damp warmth against her shoulder. Her body stiffened instantly as an impossible thought formed in her mind. She hesitated before finally turning back, and in that moment, her suspicion was confirmed.
Robert was crying
His eyes were red at the corners. His lips were pressed tightly together as if he had been suppressing everything for too long, yet he still couldn’t stop the tears from falling. Enola had never seen Robert like this before.
She had seen him in his prime when he was confident and unstoppable. She had seen him dominate the business world with ruthless precision. She had seen him be gentle and indulgent with her, shaking his head helplessly yet still doing everything to meet her demands.
And later, she had seen his anger, his cold detachment, and his distance.
But no matter what kind of Robert she had faced, he had always been composed, powerful, and dignified He was never like this. He was never so lost and so broken. To say she wasn’t moved would be a lie.
But Enola had always been clear about her own heart, just as she had been four years ago when she was caught and had stubbornly retorted, “We’re not even related by blood, so why can’t I like you?”
And now, she was just as certain that she loved Parker That would never change.
She then broke the silence. “But Robbie, I’m already married. Have you forgotten? And so will you soosi.”
“I’m not planning on leaving Parker, Robbie. You were the one who told me that our relationship would always rernain this way and that there would never be anything else between us”
she reached out, brushing against his hand, only to realize he still wasn’t letting go. Instead, he stepped even closer, nearly pulling her into his arms.
“Fonie, I regret it,” he murmured. “I regret sending you away. I regret being with Chloe. Ennie, I lo-”
Before he could finish, Enola swiftly covered his mouth with her hand. She then looked up, meeting his gaze head–on.
After a long pause, she spoke softly, “Robbie, you never once tried to reach out to me in those four years. And whenever I reached out to you, you never answered. “So, you probably don’t know that in my first year in Melcian, I almost died here.”
