NovelTrueChapter 303
Jacob felt a chill run down his spine. The guy in front of him was definitely unhinged. Kneeling on the ground,
Jacob's lips trembled, afraid to move or speak. The man casually leaned back in a black chair, resting his head on
one hand. A silver mask covered his face, making it impossible to read his thoughts.
Finally, the man spoke, "She broke up with me."
Jacob's heart skipped a beat. Was he talking about Clara? But Clara was always chasing after Simon, so who was
this guy? Desperate to stay alive, Jacob knew he had to say something the man would want to hear.
"She probably doesn't really want to end things. Maybe she's just waiting for you to make the first move. She
can't let you go."
The man tilted his head slightly as if considering Jacob's words, and Jacob felt a glimmer of hope.
"Clara definitely likes you the most. Women can be stubborn. Sometimes breaking up is just a way to see how
you'll react."
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Jacob was scrambling, trying to say anything to please this obsessed stranger. The man looked intrigued.
"Testing my attitude?" he mused.
Relieved, Jacob nodded eagerly. "Yes, she's probably afraid you don't truly care. Maybe if you meet her, you can
clear things up. She might just be waiting for you."
The man seemed to ponder this, and Jacob's heart raced. If this guy actually met Clara, what then? But right
now, all Jacob wanted was for the man to let him go. "She doesn't like me," the man said suddenly, and Jacob
quickly jumped in. "No, she does! She's just not the type to show it openly."
"Really?"
"Yes! Text her, ask her out. She'll come. Or pretend you're hurt-she'll be worried sick!"
Jacob was desperate, hoping the man would leave to find Clara and forget about him. The man pulled out his
phone, typing away. Could he really be messaging Clara? Jacob was on edge, feeling like his life depended on her
response.
If he made it through today, he'd definitely avoid Clara from now on.
Meanwhile, Clara was ignoring Simon's incessant texts as she headed to see Megan. She had already messaged
Ryan to hold off on any plans.
Ryan, always looking out for her, couldn't help but ask, [Clara, you're not really into Jacob, are you?]
[No.]
Ryan called her right away. "Where's your boyfriend? Why haven't | met him? Did he bite your lip-did you guys
fight?"
Clara touched her lip, deciding not to get into it about Z. "We broke up. Let's focus on getting the company
stable for now."
Ryan sensed her mood wasn't great and left it at that.
At Megan's place, Clara slumped on the couch, staring blankly at a soda can. Megan, recovering from a shoulder
injury, noticed the cut on Clara's lip. "Did your boyfriend do that?"
Clara leaned back, eyes on the ceiling. "Yeah, we broke up.”
Megan poured them both ssoda, surprised. "What happened? | thought you just went on a trip with Mr.
Dylan. Did something happen?"
Clara took a sip. "We just weren't a good fit."
Megan's grip on the soda bottle tightened for a moment. "I thought you were really into him."
Clara lay back down. "Sometimes memories from the past pop up-just bits and pieces. It makesuneasy. | saw
someone who looked like Simon today, and it threw me. | guess I still have a soft spot for him."
Megan relaxed a bit, smiling. "Maybe you haven't moved on from Simon. You chased him for so long. Even if
you've forgotten, those feelings don't just go away."
Clara's phone buzzed. It was a message from Z. [Injured.]
Attached was a photo of his hand, a nasty gash visible, bleeding heavily. Clara shot up, dialing his number
frantically.
No answer.
She tried three more times. Still nothing.
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