Alexander''s gaze rested on Getty, his smile cryptic. "So?" he asked.


    "There is no ''so''," Getty retorted, her voice trembling slightly. "I''m flustered, Alexander. If you won''t marry me, I can''t find a single reason to convince myself to stay." Alexander merely watched her, his silence as profound as the night sky.


    Getty persisted, her voice edged with desperation. "Alexander, just tell me, do you even like me?"


    "Is that important?" he asked, his tone nonchnt.


    "Of course it''s important!" she eximed. "If you don''t like me, and we have nothing now, and you''re not nning to marry me, wouldn''t I be a fool to stick around?" Alexander gave a mock nod of agreement. "Indeed, you''re making a lot of sense."


    "Get out," he finally said, his voice devoid of emotion.


    Thosest words struck Getty like a bolt of lightning. "What?"


    "Get out, and let''s not keep in touch."


    Getty was at a loss for words. She had mentally prepared herself for this conversation, weighing the pros and cons. But when Alexander uttered those words, her heart plummeted. She felt as though she had been thrown into an ice-cold cer, a wave of panic washing over her, draining the color from her face.


    Indeed, true emotions can never deceive the heart, and hers had already delivered the unequivocal answer. She had fallen for him, deeply and irrevocably. There was no convincing herself to leave.


    In a moment of impulse, Getty reached out, her fingers clutching his arm. "Alexander, I..."


    Before she could finish, Alexander interrupted her. "You''re not to me, anyone would feel the same way. No need to exin."


    "No, I meant to say..."


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    He cut her off again. "As I''ve said before, you''re free to leave whenever you wish, whether it was earlier or now, the choice is yours."


    Those words, seemingly considerate, pierced Getty with their cold indifference, like fine needles jabbing directly into her heart. Tears began to cascade down her cheeks unbidden.


    She clung to Alexander''s arm, her voice choked with emotion. "But you also said, as long as I stayed with you, you wouldn''t cast me aside."


    Alexander let out an amused huff, his gaze intense as if trying to see right through her. "You just mentioned that yourself, forgotten so soon?"


    "I..." Getty faltered, already regretting her words.


    "Getty, I''m not the one pushing you away, this is your decision. Once made, don''t hesitate."


    Shaking her head, Getty replied, "No, I''ve changed my mind. I''m not leaving. No matter how much debt you have, whether you''re still the CEO or not, or even if we ended up homeless, I''d still stand by you! "You could even stay married..."


    She whispered the words softly, a humble confession, but it stemmed from the depths of her heart. She simply couldn''t let go of Alexander. She loved him. Loved him to the point of desperation.


    It was only when she stripped away the superficial material desires and faced the prospect of separation that she confronted her true feelings. Even she found it unbelievable, the depth of her love for him. Alexander''s stare lingered on her, speechless, the smile fading from his face.


    In a bid to prove her sincerity, Getty grabbed her purse, ferociously digging out several bank cards, keys to her house, and her car. She dumped them all in front of him. "These were all from you, take them back, sell them, they should be worth something."


    Alexander nced at the assortment of items, still silent.


    Getty went on, "Oh, and the paycheck from thistest film, I''ll give that to you too.


    "After all, you''ve made me famous. I have some value now, I''ll just do more movies. If ites to it, I can do live-streaming, promote products online. We''ll pay off the debts together!"