"I''m sorry..." He was momentarily stunned, as if suddenlying to his senses. "I''m sorry. I just want to start over with you."


    "Why?" I looked at him coldly. "Ryan, honestly ask yourself, why do you want to start over with me?"


    In the past, I would earnestly believe whatever he said..


    It only led to a disastrous oue, with me battered and bruised.


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    His thin lips pressed together. "Because..."


    I interrupted him with a mocking smile. "Because you''re used to winning, and you''re just unwilling to ept not getting what you want."


    I never believed in those stories of realizing deep love only after a breakup.


    "It''s not that." Ryan denied firmly, his eyes were dark, as if they wanted to draw me into a vortex. "I can''t live without you. Charlotte, I''m used to having you at home, used to hearing you call my name unexpectedly in an empty house, used to you waiting for me toe home no matter howte it is..."


    It was all about habits, just habits.


    Like a doll kept by the bedside for years, losing it would suddenly would cause one to panic.


    I took a deep breath, suppressing my anger, and spoke with cutting rity, "So just because you''re not used to it, I have to start over with you? Ryan, I''ve had enough! As for being Mrs. Frost, it was interesting once, but now that you''re bankrupt, what do I have to gain?"


    He frowned slightly. "I... I''m bankrupt?"


    I sneered, deliberately aiming to hurt him. "They don''t want you anymore. Do you think I''m just a trash can that stands still forever?"


    His longshes trembled. When he looked at me again, his gaze was a little colder, though his eyes were reddened. His tone carried a mix of sarcasm and obsession.


    "So, if one day I be the admired ''Mr. Frost'' again, will you then consider being with me?"


    "Maybe!" I threw out the words casually.


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    For one who had fallen, it would be hard to get back up again.


    I just wanted to cut tiespletely no matter what.


    Ryan fell silent but then suddenly smiled, lifting his hand to almost feverishly caress my cheek. "Charlotte, remember your answer.


    Then he swiftly withdrew his hand and strode out.


    As the sound of the elevator arriving echoed, both the entrance and the elevator area fell silent again.


    It was as if everything that had just happened was a dream.


    I leaned against the door, slowly calming my breath and adjusting my clothes that had been disheveled by him...


    But as I was adjusting, I felt something was off and instinctively looked toward the other side of the corridor.


    Frank was leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed, as if he had just watched a grand performance. When our eyes met, he showed no awareness of having eavesdropped and even cocked his brows with interest.


    "It looks like your knees are already better? You kicked him quite hard just now."


    I closed my eyes for a moment and red at him. "Frank, what would happen if you don''t eavesdrop for a day?"


    "I was at my own doorstep." He calmly turned the argument around. "It''s you two who disregard privacy."


    ''What a load of nonsense.''


    I was toozy to respond to him and was about to close the door when he suddenly said, "I have a way to make the breakup clean andplete"


    My movement paused slightly. "What way?"


    Thest words Ryan said before leaving still left me uneasy.


    As if something else might happen.


    He smiled yfully but said seriously, "Be my girlfriend."