Chapter 905:
Alicia looked away, indifferent to his emotional display. Dorian was struck by a wave of mixed feelings, fully aware of her contempt. He had planned to let her exit first but, unable to pass up the chance to speak with her alone, he stepped into the elevator.
“Alicia, how have you been?” Dorian murmured, though it was clear she was faring well.
Seeing him, Alicia felt disoriented, as if she was meeting Dorian for the first time. How had the once formidable man become so diminished and meek? She replied icily, “Sir, do we know each other?”
Dorian’s heart shattered at her cold detachment. For two years, he had searched for her and pleaded, but she never agreed to see him. Now, seeing her again, he understood that her heart was irreparably shattered, and his attempts at amends were futile.
Dorian gave a resigned chuckle, choosing not to disturb her further. However, as the elevator doors opened on the ground floor, Dorian felt compelled to confess. “Alicia, this is all my fault.”
Alicia stopped. She reminded herself to remain resolute, yet her feet felt as though they were cemented to the ground, immovable.
Dorian said softly, “If I hadn’t been so blind to my mistakes, you and Caden wouldn’t have spent two years apart, and you wouldn’t have lost your baby.”noveldrama
Alicia’s pain resurfaced. “Dorian, you have no right to say such things.”
Dorian’s eyes were red. “I know I can’t undo the past, Alicia. I just hope you can find happiness. I owe you and Caden too much. It doesn’t matter if you refuse to acknowledge me, but you and Caden should be together. He truly loves you.”
Alicia remained silent, not turning to acknowledge him.
The brief encounter left Alicia reeling with conflicted thoughts. She felt no familial connection with Dorian, only a deep sense of irony. He had caused her pain and should have remained distant. Why did he have to confront her now, addressing her in such a pitiful tone? And didn’t Corey mention that Dorian had taken Yolanda back from Terriland? Her mind buzzed with unsettling thoughts, leaving her agitated.
A sharp honk jolted Alicia back to the present. She realized the traffic light had turned green and quickly drove off. However, she had taken a moment to collect herself, which provoked another honk from the driver behind, who yelled, “Think you’re all that driving a stupid Ferrari?” Alicia ignored him and continued driving calmly.
Yet, the car behind aggressively followed her, its engine roaring menacingly as the driver alternated between speeding up and slowing down to harass her. Alicia checked her rearview mirror and stayed to the side, avoiding any provocation from the reckless driver.
The driver, seeing Alicia as a vulnerable target, became more aggressive. He revved his engine to intimidate her, but suddenly, a silver Pagani cut in front of him. He hadn’t even fully noticed the car’s emblem before he had to slam on his brakes, immediately calming down.
The Pagani then slowed to match Alicia’s pace. A hand emerged from the driver’s seat, flipping the middle finger at the earlier reckless driver.
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