All Chapters of Leaving You Bereft: Chapter 771 - Chapter 780

Thalia was basically there to shake up the whole workplace. And in the end, she even became the deputy director.Amethyst, worn out from all the extra work afterward, got two raises.Amid a chorus of sharp inhales, Landon kept his arm around Thalia as they were surrounded and escorted out.As Thalia walked past, Samantha dug her nails into her palms, jealousy and rage bubbling so hot she thought she might lose it. If it weren't for Jayson standing nearby, she'd tear that fake innocent act right off this bitch.Thalia never said a word about such a powerful background. Meanwhile, she'd gotten herself into such trouble.But anger didn't change anything.Some people were just born lucky.…A few minutes later, Landon brought Thalia up to the top floor, as there was no way she could just walk out looking like that.The top-floor office was about 1,300 square feet. He pushed open the door to the lounge, which was another 860 square feet or so, complete with a big bed, walk-in close

Landon had never felt this full before. His handsome face was flushed, carrying a healthy glow full of energy.Thalia couldn't help but reach out through his sweater, pressing her palm against his stomach. It felt a bit fuller than usual, but there was something comforting about the touch.He had a lean, well-proportioned build. He was not skinny, but every line of his frame was covered with balanced muscle. Even through the sweater, his body radiated a steady heat, the vigor of a young man, with veins faintly raised beneath the surface.She thought it was fun and kept her hand there for a while, until he spoke softly, "People are staring at you. Are you not embarrassed?"She looked around and found that no one was paying attention. He was lying.She raised her little fist, wanting to hit him, but his eyes were filled with warmth, deep and carrying something she couldn't quite understand. She stared at him in a daze. Her cheeks suddenly flushed hot, leaving her flustered and unsur

Thalia stood there at a loss, staring at Landon.If she didn't care at all, she would've walked away immediately. She wasn't clinging to wealth or power. What she couldn't let go of was him, that little bit of warmth he gave her. But Matthias alone had been enough to rip them apart, forcing her to face the brutal truth of how far above her he really stood.She took a step back while Landon was still caught up in his anger. His kind of thinking was something she both understood and didn't. All she could do was watch the storm on his face, waiting for it to pass. But it didn't.He seemed really pissed off. In his world, this was a serious taboo.Deep down, he was treating Thalia like something he had snatched away from Matthias. He never really tried to step into her shoes, never wondered why she'd gotten tangled up with Matthias in the first place. All he cared about was his own pride, and that was why he flew into such a rage.When the rage had burned itself out, he felt drained a

Thalia couldn't bring herself to hate Selena anymore. How could she hate someone who was already gone?Tears streamed down her face, but she didn't let them fall onto Selena's. She was afraid it might disturb her rest. Through sobs, she whispered, "Next time around, be careful who you trust. Don't let anyone fool you again."But Selena could no longer answer. She would never scold her or spoil her again.She was dead.…Thalia spent a full day and night handling all the funeral details. Using Landon’s card, she bought Selena a burial plot that cost about 12 thousand dollars.Selena's name was carved on the headstone, plain and simple.That day, the cemetery was quiet, blanketed in snow.Thalia bent down, placed the urn inside, and watched the staff close the lid and seal the grave. She laid a bouquet of white lilies at the headstone.The photo on the stone showed Selena in her prime, while she still had black hair, red lips, and a soft, radiant smile.Standing in the falling

Ten minutes later, a black Bentley rolled through the hospital gates.The night hung thick and silent. Inside the hospital, the corridors were hushed, each step of polished shoes striking crisply against the floor.Landon pushed open the door to the VIP ward.The room was dimly lit, but Thalia wasn't asleep. She sat curled against the headboard, and her arms were wrapped tightly around her knees. Her eyes were wide open, staring blankly ahead, seemingly lost in thoughts he couldn't decipher.Neither the sound of footsteps nor the door closing drew her out of it. She just stayed there, sealed inside her own world."Thalia," he called her name softly.After a long while, she lifted her eyes to him and just stared at him silently. Her lips trembled as if trying to shape his name, or maybe not. No sound came out at all.Then, her tears slipped down one by one.She looked so fragile that it broke him. He couldn't believe that in just a few days apart, she had unraveled like this. He