Chapter 1257

The voice belonged to Charles. When Nicola agreed to a media interview, she was aware that the news of her survival would almost certainly reach Charles and others. Since she had already resolved not to live a life cowering in the shadows, she wouldn't back down from facing those who had mistreated her and was ready to confront them calmly. But when Charles actually stood before her, Nicola realized she couldn't be as calm and unshaken as she had hoped. Those joyful, intimate, painful, and despairing memories flooded back like a relentless tide. Memories she had tried so hard to bury surged through her mind, leaving her hardly able to stand. She had thought time would dull the pain. However, even after more than two years, her heart continued to throb. "Sir, Madam, Mr. Gibson forced his way in, and we couldn't stop him!" Several maids hurried over, panting. "It's alright. You may leave." Cillian waved them away with barely a ripple in his tone. When he noticed Nicola's tremblin