Instinctively, Lyra took two steps backward.
Then, she stepped forward again and gripped Chase's arm. "Chase, even… Even if Hazel was the one who saved you ten years ago, are you going to throw away the relationship we've had for years?" Chase looked stern and replied drily, "Our relationship has been a mistake since the beginning."
"No, it's not! You can't say goodbye to me for such a trivial thing! I won't accept this. I won't!"
Lyra swung Chase's arm desperately as she got all worked up.
"You do love me, Chase! We are so in love. How can we break up so easily? I waited for you for six years, and now, you want to part with me?"
Lyra's tears streamed down her face, and her slim body was quivering nonstop.
As the bodyguards backed away, Nancy sighed without saying anything.
She had never liked Lyra from the start.
After all, the latter had a bourgeois mother.
