Love Strategy: CEO He is Really Scheming！-Chapter 578: When fate arrives, the timing is just right, and we meet each other...
"The year we were together in our youth is something I’ll never forget in this lifetime. She wasn’t a shrewd and capable career woman, nor was she an extraordinarily beautiful girl, and she didn’t have any playful or adorable side. But, Grandpa, once I saw her, no one else could ever fit in my heart again."
"Her smile was warm, fresh, and pure, like a blooming jasmine flower, blooming in my heart, surrounding my entire being with her fragrance, lingering for a long time. Even after eight years, I couldn’t dispel the scent she left behind."
"Maybe there’s truth to the saying that loving someone doesn’t require a reason? When fate arrives, and the timing is just right, meeting each other leads to love at first sight, and it’s unforgettable for a lifetime."
"Ariel Morris—three simple words that inexplicably carved themselves onto my heart the first time we met eight years ago."
After Arlo Seys finished speaking, he pressed his lips together tightly, his gaze deep and quiet.
The words Arlo Seys spoke lingered in the ears of Evan Seys and Dominic Seys for a long time before they reacted.
Evan Seys took a sip of his tea without saying anything.
Dominic Seys patted his grandson’s shoulder, smiling kindly as he sighed, "You’re really smitten with that little girl, Ariel, completely and utterly, and you’ll never get back up again in this lifetime."
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After having dinner at the family estate, Arlo Seys drove back to Royal View City.
Upon reaching the roadside near the villa in Royal View City, he suddenly stopped the car under the sycamore tree, not driving into the villa gates.
Arlo Seys took out a pack of cigarettes he had absentmindedly bought from a roadside supermarket, opened it, lit a cigarette, and held it between his fingers, taking one puff after another.
Before long, the entire car was filled with swirling smoke. Arlo Seys couldn’t help but cough a few times, reaching out to open the car window.
Recalling the secret Susan Saxton told him about Ariel Morris at the police station, he vividly felt as though his heart was slashed mercilessly with a sharp blade, dripping with blood, causing excruciating pain.
"The secret I need to tell you is that Ariel Morris—she has a chronic toxin in her body! Arlo Seys, do you know? She doesn’t have long to live! You can’t have her forever!"
Susan Saxton’s words struck him like a bolt from the blue, leaving him trembling slightly.
Arlo Seys took a deep drag on his cigarette, exhaling a long breath of smoke, the weight of sorrow and pain in his eyes.
Looking at the villa not far ahead, Arlo Seys couldn’t help but reveal a trace of bitterness and self-mockery, holding the cigarette in his hand, speaking solemnly to himself, "Ariel Morris, why would you hide this from me? Ariel Morris, I am your husband! Am I really so unworthy of your reliance in your heart?"
"Ariel Morris, would you only be happy if you tortured me to death?"
"Ariel Morris, do you really want me to hate you so much, to the point where I turn away forever and never look back, so you can learn to rely?"
"Your disguise of strength is something I loathe to my core, do you know that?"
"Ariel Morris—Ariel Morris—Ariel Morris—!!"
At last, Arlo Seys’ murmurs turned into a cold growl, hoarse and filled with profound sorrow.
In his mind, images of her abnormal behavior this morning and her hesitant words appeared, painting his brows with frost, cold and chilling.
Arlo Seys sat in the car, holding that pack of cigarettes, smoking one after another with a cold expression. Quickly, the entire pack of cigarettes was gone, and Arlo Seys’ face grew even colder. He started the car, stepped on the gas pedal, and drove toward the gates of his villa.....
