---- Chapter 8 Ambrose's eyes brimmed with resignation, and his voice carried a subtle plea as he began, "I know you won't believe a word I say, but I need to say it anyway. While you were gone, I realized I was actually in love with you. I just didn't know it before." "T thought we both understood from the start that this was all a lie," I replied coldly. The corners of my mouth curled up in a mocking smile. ladded, "There was never any real feeling between us. So, where exactly would love fit into that? Ambrose, do you honestly think I'm that naive?" He stepped forward, wanting to close the distance between us. However, my icy glare stopped him in his tracks. Left with no choice, he stood rooted to the spot. ---- "I'm here to take you home. I swear, I won't lay a finger on you. As for Nellie, I can't be bothered with her anymore." His voice grew more desperate with each word he spoke. Just as he was about to continue, his phone rang abruptly in his pocket, cutting him off. Frustrated, Ambrose declined the call. But it rang again. This time, he answered. In an instant, Nellie's voice burst through the receiver. "Ambrose Sinclair! Where the hell are you?" she screamed. "If you don't come right now, I swear I'll jump. I'll end my life!" The gentleness in his face vanished. It was replaced by something cold. "Whether you live or die has nothing to do with me! Nellie White, quit playing these childish games!" he snapped. His tone was dripping with ---- disgust and impatience. To Ambrose, Nellie had always been an optimistic woman. No matter how hard life hit her, she'd always find a way to get back on her feet. But lately, all she did was threaten to end her life. At this point, he was tired of it. After hanging up, Ambrose realized I was already walking away. He ran after me. His voice was tight with urgency as he begged, "Tali, wait! Please, hear me out!" Nevertheless, I didn't turn around. I quickly got into a cab and told the driver to go, leaving him standing there alone. Gradually, Ambrose began disrupting my life in subtle ways. He'd linger in the background while I worked.