Farewell to Love: The CEO's Desperate Chase novel Chapter 356

Neither of them knew that, at this very moment, the internet outside had exploded.

#Mr. Theodore Glenn Chases After a Mysterious Woman, Even Calls Down Blue Rain# was trending at the very top of the newsfeed.

The accompanying photo was a silhouette.

The two stood side by side. The woman reached out her slender hand, catching the falling blue rain, while Theodore glanced down at her with a gentle smile.

She was so slim that, standing beside him, her face was almost entirely hidden behind Theodore’s tall frame, making her identity impossible to discern.

But the breeze lifted her blue dress and sent her long hair fluttering. Against the backdrop of this meticulously crafted blue romance, the pair looked every bit the perfect couple.

After the high-definition shot, there was a live photo.

This one was even more striking: the blue rain fell in motion, the woman’s pale arm stretched out, and Theodore’s expression—fond, indulgent as he looked down at her—was clear for all to see.

She was gazing at the surprise he had prepared for her; he was gazing at her.

Social media erupted.

Speculation ran wild: Who was this mysterious woman?

Who could possibly capture Theodore’s attention—Theodore, who was never seen with any woman, let alone infatuated?

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Elsewhere.

The blue rain continued to fall. Emilia stared at the blue-tinted droplets in her palm.

A moment later, a large hand appeared, holding a damp handkerchief.

Emilia blinked up and saw Theodore, head lowered, carefully wiping her fingers clean—one by one, making sure every trace of blue was gone.

Then, setting the handkerchief aside, he took her hand in his instead, holding it tightly.

Emilia looked down at their entwined hands but didn’t pull away.

“Come with me,” he said softly, and led her through the rain to a nearby gazebo.

Under the shelter, with blue rain still cascading all around them, he finally released her hand.

Romantic, lilting music began to play from somewhere nearby.

She met his gaze, felt something strange flutter in her chest, and let her eyes wander—from his eyes, to the strong line of his nose, to the smile tugging at his lips…

Emilia forced herself to look away. She couldn’t let herself get lost.

“Have we met before?” she asked quietly, her hand still on his shoulder. “I don’t mean at business events. Somewhere else.”

He smiled. “We have, a few times, but just in passing. You probably never noticed me.”

“I see,” Emilia said, blinking, nodding gently.

After a moment, she continued, “Then… could you tell me when?”

Theodore laughed. “That’s a long story. I think I’ll save it for another time—another meeting.”

He looked at her, as if seeking permission. “Would that be all right?”

She nodded. If he wanted to keep it secret for now, she wouldn’t force it.

As the music drew to a close, the two of them gradually stopped dancing.