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Clara naturally wouldn't let Desmond leave.

She reached out and grabbed Desmond's sleeve, "This is not something you and I can decide. We are engaged, not just breaking up. Do both sets of parents know about this?"

She didn't understand why Desmond wanted to break off the engagement when she was clearly fine.

She was sure that the Boleyn family had been working behind the scenes to help her, so if they were willing to save her, why would the Boleyn family parents want Desmond to break off the engagement?

Could it be that the Boleyn family was using this as leverage to threaten Desmond? After all, that's how it always plays out in those TV dramas.

Thinking of this, Clara's expression softened a bit. She lowered her voice and leaned closer to Desmond, "Desmond, do you have some kind of difficulty? Is your family forcing you to do this?"

Desmond was momentarily flustered.

If he could, he wouldn't want to hurt Clara like this.

But his father had given a clear warning.

If he found out that Desmond and Clara were still entangled, he would make their lives miserable.

In the bustling café, Desmond wanted to leave while Clara wanted to stay, blocking the way.

Moreover, their conversation could easily be overheard by nearby coffee drinkers. Desmond cleared his throat and said, "Let's talk outside."

With that, he took Clara's hand and walked downstairs, finding a quiet corner on the street.

Clara thought she had guessed Desmond's thoughts correctly and was no longer as sad.

Desmond let go of Clara and said seriously, "Clara, I don't like you anymore. Jikerer scarred ?Within tJecause unfarry army reasons: "

Clara's face turned pale.

She clenched her fists tightly, feeling as if her heart was being squeezed, "Desmond, if you have any pressure, just tell me. We can face it together. Seeing you like this makes me heartbroken."

Seeing that these words had no effect on Clara, Desmond had to say something harsher, "Don't talk to me in that tone anymore. Clara, I used to find it cute, but now I find it pretentious."

"Feelings change." Desmond looked like a heartless man, sneering with disdain in his eyes, "You know about my situation, right? I'm competing with my brother, and what help would marrying you be?"

Clara took a few steps back, hearing these harsh words.

She couldn't believe that the person who once loved her dearly, who cared for her, and broke off his previous engagement for her, was saying these things.

"Help?" Clara repeated the word, her eyes filled with confusion, "If you wanted to marry someone helpful, why did you choose me after breaking off the engagement with Katniss?"

Clara was almost shouting.

She felt like she was dreaming.

She pinched herself hard, trying to wake up.

But the pain in her hand made Clara realize that this wasn't a nightmare; it was a cruel reality worse than a nightmare.

Desmond couldn't even look Clara in the eye as he said the hurtful words, "The reason I chose you was because you were too proactive at the time. And because of you, I could break off the engagement with Katniss."

He had always looked down on Katniss.

He just couldn't understand why his brother treated her like a treasure.

Desmond's thoughts drifted, and it wasn't until he felt the pain on his face that he realized Clara had slapped him hard.

Clara looked at her hand and shook her head, "I..."

She didn't want to do it.

But hearing Desmond's disgusting words, she couldn't help but act.

Desmond looked up and gave Clara a deep look, "You've hit me and yelled at me. Now that you've vented, we have nothing more to do with each other. If you want compensation, just ask. I have the money."

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"Desmond, what do you take me for?" Clara screamed.

He was too much.

First, he humiliated her with words, treating her like a shameless woman. Now he

wanted to humiliate her with money. How could she bear it?

Desmond said nothing more and left the alley expressionlessly.

Clara didn't chase after him.

She felt all her strength drained.

She collapsed to the ground, crying loudly.

At this moment, she didn't care about her image, no longer crying softly and gently as

she used to.

Desmond touched his burning face, even feeling a slight scratch from Clara's long nails.

He felt helpless, wandering the streets not knowing where to go.

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He didn't want to return to that oppressive place.

Find friends?

They were all carefree people who would surely laugh at him for being so miserable

over a woman.

So, he decided to wander the streets aimlessly.

But he planned to go somewhere else.

This was the center of Luminous City, where many people came to shop and have fun.

He didn't want to run into anyone he knew.

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"What's wrong?" Just as Desmond was hesitating, a clear voice came, "You look unhappy."

Desmond looked up to see Yasmin standing in front of him, dressed exquisitely, smiling gently like a breeze.

Desmond felt a bit embarrassed about his current state and stammered, "Yasmin..."

Yasmin saw the scratch on Desmond's face and chuckled, "Which little wildcat scratched you?"

Desmond sighed, feeling dejected at the mention of it.

Yasmin smiled and suggested, "I have some free time. How about we find a place to sit?"

Desmond nodded.

He had a lot on his mind and nowhere to go.

Sitting quietly would be fine.

Yasmin ordered two cups of coffee and didn't ask Desmond what had happened. She simply said, "As a son of the Boleyn family, you should face difficulties head-on, not sigh here."

Desmond smiled awkwardly and asked, "Yasmin, have you always gotten what you wanted since you were a child?"

Yasmin shook her head and smiled gently, "Of course not. Haven't you heard? Most things in life don't go as planned. I'm the same. But I've always known what I wanted and worked hard to get it."

"What if you can't get it?"

"If you're strong enough, there's rarely anything you can't get." Yasmin's smile was radiant, exuding confidence, "If you really can't, then learn to let go. Suppressing yourself only brings pain and nothing else."

Desmond seemed to understand a bit.

Indeed.

If he had the strength of Maximilian, who would dare stop him from marrying Clara?

Why would he be so miserable?

After a few more comforting words from Yasmin, they parted ways.