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Chapter 67 Breakdown–Nova Caught Him in the Act 

But what good would it do? 

He’d never admit it. 

She’d be the only one who was humiliated. 

Nova froze, forcing back the metallic taste in her throat. She turned and fled the auction hall, her steps unsteady. 

Behind her, Sloane watched her run, a triumphant smile spreading across her face. Finally–she’d gotten her revenge! 

So what if Kael still had Nova in his heart? 

He spoiled her like this, dropping millions on auction items just to make her happy. Soon enough, he’d fall in love with her. 

And when that day came, she’d destroy Nova for good. 

Sloane’s lips curled into a cold smirk. 

Nova didn’t know how she made it out. With every step, his gentle words echoed in her head- 

“Don’t be upset. I’ll get you anything you want. 

“I love you too much to hurt you. 

“Don’t ignore me…” 

Each phrase was a knife, twisting deeper into her chest. 

Her face drained of all color. By the time she reached the bathroom, her legs gave out. She leaned against the wall, tears streaming down her face before she 

even realized she was crying. 

“Kael… how can you be so cruel? 

“You know how stubborn I am. I loved you with every part of me. Did you really think I’d never leave–no matter how much you hurt me?” 

Nova’s brows furrowed in agony, her face as pale as a sheet. 

One month, 

That was all she’d given him–one last chance to hold onto the love of her youth, to cling to ten years, over three thousand days… 

But it had all become a weapon he used to hurt her. 

The love she’d poured into him at seventeen had come back to destroy her at twenty six. 

“Too bad… You were wrong.” Her voice cracked. 

She pulled the sandalwood bracelet out of her bag. 

Yes–she’d humiliatingly picked it up off the floor earlier…. 

Nova let out a bitter laugh. Then, her eyes hardened with a cold resolve. 

Clink. 

The beads were scattered across the tile. 

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he’d snapped the bracelet in two. 

You’ll pay for this, Kacl. Her eyes were icy. 

he’d make him suffer–just like he’d made her suffer. 

nce the suffocating pain faded, Nova turned on the faucet and washed away the tears and shame. 

s she walked down the hallway, voices drifted toward her. 

Sweetheart, you came! Thank you for the gifts… I love them.” 

Good. I’m glad.” His voice was soft, playful–he even pinched her cheek. 

ova froze, her blood turning to ice. She felt like a thief, hiding from her own husband. 

adn’t he said he was busy planning her anniversary dinner? 

nother lie! 

he bit down on the back of her hand to muffle a sob, her eyes burning as she watched- 

loane wrapped her arms around his neck, standing on her tiptoes to kiss his jaw. 

But you bought everything I looked at… stole items other people wanted. What if they get mad at me later?” 

ova’s heart stopped. 

ael had always been possessive–obsessively so. Once, in gym class, she’d been grouped with another guy, and they’d brushed arms accidentally. He’d been irious, cornering her in the equipment room, kissing her until she couldn’t breathe. 

e’d said, “Stay away from other men, baby.” 

nd now? 

ow she watched that same boy–now a man–say to another woman, “Let them try. I’ll get it back for you.” 

omething inside her shattered, irreparably. 

low naive she’d been, thinking he’d never give Sloane the same love he’d given her. 

lova, you idiot. 

he tilted her head back to wipe away tears, her chest aching too much to listen anymore. She stumbled toward another exit and left. 

loane saw her retreating figure out of the corner of her eye, a smirk tugging at her lips. 

Cael’s collar was slightly askew, his sharp features softened by the light–dangerously handsome. 

loane’s heart raced. She leaned up to kiss him, but he caught her chin and pushed her away. 

Kael studied her, his eyes lingering on her makeup, her dress, before a faint smile played on his lips. He leaned in, his breath brushing her cheek. “You look nice today. Keep this makeup–but lose the eye makeup.” 

One second, she was drowning in his warmth; the next, she was plunged into ice. 

Her body went rigid, her face pale. 

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She knew exactly why he’d said that. 

She’d copied Nova’s makeup. 

And Nova never wore eye makeup. 

Humiliation burned in her chest–she wanted to cry. Kael saw her as nothing but a replacement for Nova, a toy to use. 

He was rough with her, too–had his own twisted kinks. He never treated her gently. Afterward, her body felt like it had been torn apart and put back together. 

Once, she’d even ended up in the hospital. The doctor had warned her-“Keep this up, and you might not survive. The damage to your uterus is severe–youll struggle to have children.” 

And what had Kael said? 

“If you can’t handle it, leave. I’ll pay you off.” 

Sloane’s heart ached. He’d never treat Nova like that. 

All his cruelty was saved for her. Those rare moments of “kindness” were just scraps–leftovers after he’d satisfied himself. 

Tears stung her eyes. This hurt more than anything Nova had said. 

“Where’s your focus?” Kael’s voice turned sharp, annoyed by her silence. 

Sloane’s eyes flickered. Kael rarely visited her, and even rarer was he this affectionate. She couldn’t waste the chance. 

She leaned in again, pressing a kiss to his jaw. “Just… thinking about you.” 

She craved this warmth, even if it was fake. Even if she was just a replacement. 

But Kael frowned and pulled away. 

Sloane’s heart dropped. “What’s wrong?” 

Kael’s brows furrowed. A strange, empty feeling had settled in his chest–like something was slipping away. He couldn’t explain it, but it bothered him. 

“Kael?” Sloane tugged at his shirt, her voice soft with grievance. 

Kael snapped back to reality. Even with her trying so hard, he felt nothing–not even a spark of desire. 

Just then, his phone rang. 

He pushed Sloane aside and answered. 

She bit her lip, watching him, her eyes filled with hurt. 

“Mr. Voss, sorry to disturb you.” It was the man from the auction hall. “Two of the items we won were intercepted. 

“One was the set of Roman glass beads, and the other was the 18th–century Meissen porcelain tea set.” 

Sloane’s brows furrowed. Those were the exact items Nova had wanted! How could this happen? 

Kael shrugged it off. “Fine. I don’t care.” 

He’d never cared about what he bought Sloane–losing a couple of items meant nothing to him. 

Sloane’s heart twisted. His indifference cut deeper than any insult. She was so much less important than Nova. 

“Kael, I wanted those…” she whispered, clinging to his arm. 

Kael checked his watch. It was almost noon–Nova would be waiting for him at home. 

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He pulled his arm away, his voice cold–all warmth gone. “Our ten minutes are up. I have to go. Call Sam if you need anything.” 

He walked away without looking back. 

Sloane stood frozen, feeling like a discarded doll. 

Ten minutes? 

she’d begged him to visit for days, waited anxiously for his arrival… 

And he’d only given her ten minutes. But for Nova’s dinner, he had all the time in the world. 

The irony stung. 

Tears blurred her eyes, but beneath the hurt was a burning jealousy. Why did Nova get to have all his love? 

She didn’t believe in “first come, first served.” 

A dark, cold light flashed in Sloane’s eyes. 

Meanwhile, Nova had just left the auction house when her phone rang. It was a staff member. 

Sorry to bother you, Ms. Hale–we checked our records. You were the one bidding on the set of Roman glass beads and the Meissen porcelain tea set earlier, 

ight?” 

Nova paused. “Yes. But someone else outbid me for both.” 

The staff member’s tone softened. “Actually, an anonymous donor intercepted those items and asked us to give them to you. Could you come pick them up 

omorrow or the day after?” 

Nova was stunned. “Someone… gave them to me?” 

Absolutely. It’s all above board.” 

Even after hanging up, she couldn’t process it. 

One minute, she’d been heartbroken over losing the jewelry and her mentor’s gift–the next, they were hers. 

Who would do this? She couldn’t think of anyone. 

fer phone rang again. This time, it was Kael. 

Vova’s mood darkened. She hesitated, then answered, her voice flat. “What?” 

Through the phone, Kael didn’t pick up on her pain. He chuckled, “Sleepyhead–finally up? I’m on my way to pick you up. Get ready, okay?” 

Tears stung her eyes. He was lying–he’d just been with Sloane, 

She wiped the moisture from her lash line. When she looked up, her breath caught. 

Kael was standing right outside her car. 

Nova froze. 

And at that exact moment, he turned around. 

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