Mrs. Hart had been waiting for him. Seeing him approach, she took in his pale, strained face, and let out a long, heavy sigh.
“Linton, give it up. You and Liliana are not meant to be.”
Mrs. Hart’s tone was gentle but firm. “I’m not trying to make things difficult for you, but you know Liliana. Once she makes up her mind, a team of wild horses couldn’t drag her back. If you let her go now, maybe you two can still be friends someday, after she’s cooled off.”
She genuinely meant well. After all, she had watched Linton grow up. Seeing the two of them like this pained her, too.
But her first loyalty was, of course, to her own daughter. If Liliana wanted to end the engagement, then as her mother, she had to support her.
Linton stopped. “So you also think we’re not right for each other,” he said, his voice flat.
Mrs. Hart was silent for a moment before giving a solemn nod.
Linton let out a short, humorless laugh. “That’s what old Mr. Hart said about us before he passed away, too.”
Mrs. Hart’s expression didn’t change. “Her grandfather was always a good judge of character. If he said it, then it’s true.”
“Linton, I know you’re a proud man, but sometimes you should listen to your elders. We’ve been around longer, and there are times when…”
“If you’re trying to convince me to agree to this, then don’t bother,” Linton cut in, his gaze turning icy. “No matter what, I will not let her go. I will not break this engagement.”
“Liliana can’t live without me. She’s used to having me around. She won’t be able to function.”
As he spoke, his eyes turned a frightening shade of red, his cool voice now laced with a dark, obsessive edge.
Mrs. Hart frowned deeply. She wanted to say more, but one look into Linton’s deep, menacing eyes told her it was pointless.
“Sigh…”

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