NovelXXXChapter 420 "What's that supposed to mean?" Hastings's face changed in an instant, a flash of fear in his eyes.
Citrine smiled, repeating herself, "Let's not see each other anymore." "You're breaking up with me?" Hastings managed to get the words out, his voice strained.
Before she could reply, he rushed on, "No, I won't accept that." "Is this because of Kali?" Hastings had never felt this anxious or full of regret in his life.
Break up? Citrine nearly laughed. "Hastings, we were never together to begin with. There's nothing to break up." He searched her face for ssign that she was joking, but found nothing.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe pressed his lips together, voice rough. "But we went to the movies together. We hung out, went places..." Citrine gave him a surprised look. "Wait-you actually thought we were dating?" "Weren't we?" The last bit of hope in Hastings's eyes faded.
Citrine was genuinely astonished by his naivety.
She looked him dead in the eye, her tone deliberate and clear. "No, we weren't." "Think about it. Do you rememberever saying I wanted to be with you?" Hastings racked his brain, replaying every moment they'd shared-movies, walks, art exhibits—but she'd never once said those words. And now that he thought about it, Citrine had always kept things perfectly platonic. She'd never crossed a line.
He realized, painfully, that it had all been wishful thinking on his part.
Hastings froze, staring at Citrine. After a long beat, he asked quietly, "Even if we weren't together... can I just ask-did you ever like me?" The question made his heart clench. He was torn between desperately wanting her answer, and dreading what she might say.
Citrine didn't hesitate. Her lips barely moved as she said, "No." The single word hit Hastings like a knife to the chest.
He went pale, nearly losing his balance. "No... I can't believe you never liked me. Not once." He stepped forward, reaching out to grab her shoulders, but Citrine quickly moved back, putting distance between them.
"It's true. I never liked you, not in that way." Her gaze was cold, unyielding.
Hastings's expression shifted. "Is it because I never actually told you how I felt?" Before Citrine could respond, Hastings dropped to one knee. "Citrine, I love you. Will you be my girlfriend?" She let out a soft, amused laugh. "No, I won't." His eyes were rimmed red, but he still refused to give up. "Is this because I misunderstood you? Because I made you give blood for Kali? Is that why you hatenow?" Citrine fell silent for a moment.
If Hastings believed Kali was the reason for this rift, would he blher? She couldn't help but feel a small thrill of anticipation.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Yes," Citrine said pointedly, lying through her teeth.
Hastings looked lost, scrambling to make amends. "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. I shouldn't have made you do that I promise it'll never happen again." Hastings had always been headstrong, never one to bow his head. Yet now, he was practically begging, his pride in tatters.
He felt a sudden, bitter resentment toward the little sister he'd grown up with.
Citrine, catching this, shook her head and let a mischievous smile curther lips. She deliberately twisted the knife. "Sorry, but it's too late. I don't like you anymore." For a split second, hope flickered in Hastings's eyes. So she had liked him once.
That fragile hope was enough to steady him. He apologized againn voice trembling "I'm sorry, Citrine. Just tellwhat do I have to do for you to forgive me?"
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