Chapter 1708

Dior returned to the room alone and sat on the bed, staring at the empty bed opposite hers. She had flashbacks of the past two days spent with Harry, and her tears unceasingly dripped. The more Dior thought about it, the harder it was for her to breathe. It was too short. She had only spent two days with Harry, yet their romance ended just as it started. From the beginning, Harry had only wanted to use her. … She refused to believe it. She did not want to believe it. Despite her denial, Harry had actually pushed her away. Every action of his, the way he carried Sonia and all, replayed in Dior’s mind. Based on everything he had done, she had to believe that this was reality. Her romance with Harry had truly ended. His love came and went, just like the wind. Was that it between her and Harry? However much Dior tried to think of it, she was unwilling to admit it. The b*tch was obviously lying to Harry. Why did he not run a background check before forgiving her?