Chapter 254: Cutting off his fantasy...
Davis let out a quiet sigh in helplessness at Alex’s reaction., his chest tightening under the weight of this truth.
He had known this moment would come, that revealing the truth would strike like a blade cutting through his heart. It was the very reason he had dreaded it. But now, there was no running from it. The only option left is clarifying the situation.
Beside him, Jessica let out a small, almost ironic chuckle. She didn’t blame Alex for doubting. Even after seeing her dressed in the signature elegance of Lady Bright, the disbelief still danced in his eyes.
And honestly, she understood. If the roles were reversed, she wouldn’t believe it either.
Hearing her chuckle, Alex’s gaze returned to her, his eyes scanning every detail, searching for fragments of a ghost he had been chasing.
The only thing remotely familiar about her that matched Lady Bright was her hair —those soft waves tumbling down her back like silk. Everything else? Unfamiliar.
He exhaled harshly and conflicted. He didn’t want to doubt Davis, yet he couldn’t bring himself to believe that the woman before him was the same Lady Bright he had longed and searched for so relentlessly.
His mind resisted it, rebelled against the image before him.This woman... this woman couldn’t be her.
"Not in my wildest dreams," he muttered. But there had to be proof—something to confirm she truly was Lady Bright. Was Davis just mistaken? If she wasn’t Lady Bright, then who was the woman he had encountered that day?
Davis noticed the turmoil in Alex’s eyes, the way his eyes narrowed in contemplation. That quiet storm of comparison of the Lady Bright etched in memory versus the one seated before him.
Alex exhaled deeply and reached for his wine glass, needing something to calm his fraying nerve, anything to silence the confusion.