Chapter 127


    Those simple words he was trying to utter felt like an insurmountable feat. In his world, he’d never


    had to apologize to anyone before. Yet there he was, holding ra in his arms, murmuring the


    same few words over and over again as if, by repetition, she might find it in her heart to forgive him.


    ra’s heart ached at the moment. The misunderstanding between her andn was too vast, not


    something that a few muttered apologies could bridge.


    If only he had trusted her just a bit, if only he had cared for her a little, they wouldn’t have reached


    this bitter juncture.


    She couldn’t forget lying in a pool of her own blood, ignored byn. She couldn’t shake the memory


    of being treated like a sugar baby, her seven years of devotion trampled underfoot. Nor could she


    erase from her mind the cruel words he had spoken as she teetered on the edge of life and death.


    ra’s hands, hanging by her sides, involuntarily clenched into fists. Her voice remained cool and


    detached. n, I ept your apology. You can let go now.”


    “There’s no question of forgiveness,” ra said evenly. “I’ve told you before, it’s not about forgiving


    or not. From the start, I never found my rightful ce. Whether it’s your misunderstandings or the


    hurt you’ve caused, I don’t care. Just don’te around anymore,n. Let me be free.”


    “ra, what can I do to make you forgive me?”


    A faint smile touched her lips. “Mr. Hayes, all I ask is that you keep your distance.” She broke free


    fromn’s grasp and walked into the house. This content ? N?v/elDr(a)m/a.Org.


    As the door closed behind her,n’s frame copsed against it. He slumped down, one hand


    clutching his aching stomach, his eyes brimming with unshed tears that blurred his


    vision.


    At that moment, the elevator doors opened, revealing a tall and broad figure. Dressed in a ck tee


    and olive–drab cargo pants, the man’s chiseled face glistened with sweat. His hawk–like eyes


    glinted with a mischievous light.


    Casually flicking a lighter in his hand, he looked up to seen propped against the door, pale as a


    ghost.


    Their eyes widened in mutual surprise. Ian found his voice first. “What are you doing here?”


    Ryker grinned roguishly. “Just finished my workout. Came to grab the breakfast Ms. ra prepared


    for me. You’re not looking so hot. Don’t tell me you’re trying to win her back?”


    “That’s right, who else? I’m now Ms. ra’s bodyguard and driver, I live right across her ce. She


    cooks for me and takes me shopping life couldn’t be morefortable and happy. Pity how some


    people are blind and fail to appreciate what they’ve got.”


    Clutching his stomach and with beads of sweat on his forehead,n was haunted by ra’s words


    from the past. She had said she enjoyed cooking for him and buying clothes for him that was


    happiness to her.


    He remembered that no matter howte he worked, ra would always wait to have dinner with


    him. Even if she fell asleep on the couch waiting, the slightest sound would have her running


    barefoot into his arms, ra’s twinkling eyes would meet his. “Where have you been? I’m starving


    over here.”