No Way Back by Anna Mac

Chapter 205

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Chapter 205

Hugh stared at the photo Jane sent.

He thought about it for a long time.

But he still could not figure out its meaning and what Jane was trying to say.

Hugh texted, [Janie, I give up. Does this photo… mean anything?]

Jane answered, [Haha. Who would’ve known that the president of D.Y. Group, the person running the

Croft family, would not know something? I thought you knew everything I

Hugh said, [Yeah… Because I’m **.]

Jane paused briefly when she saw Hugh’s message.

She tried to picture Hugh’s dignified and handsome face as he sent that message.

She could not picture it at all.

The contrast was too stark.

Jane somehow felt like she was always bullying Hugh because Hugh liked her. She felt like a brazen little

witch.

Jane quickly opened her TikTok

She found a video she had seen when scrolling through the app in her spare time.

She forwarded it to Hugh.

Hugh saw that Jane had sent him a link.

He lowered his eyes and tried to stay calm.

He clicked on it.

In the video, a female was speaking.

Her tone sounded gentle.

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She said, “If one day, someone ***you a picture of the sky, you should reply to them with, I miss you,

poem once said, ‘I glimpsed the sky in the morning, and the ***in the evening. Wherever I go, I think of

you. Whatever I do, I think of you.”

The author was an ancient Crucsian poet.

Thump, thump.

Hugh’s heart quickened all of a sudden.

He could not control it.

At that moment…

Hugh’s hand that was holding his phone began to shake slightly.

The video Jane sent…

Was she trying to say that….

Hugh did not dare to read too deeply into it.

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At first, he wanted to do

as the video said.

He was about to reply, II miss you, too.]

But in the end…

Hugh deleted those words.

He searched for the words to reply.

Something that could express all his emotions.

It could not be as simple as those four words.

Jane was still waiting for Hugh’s reply.

She felt like a young girl, waiting expectantly.

It was because the video she sent Hugh had already shown him how she felt about him.

Hugh was not ***. He would understand.

But she was too shy.

Counting her both lifetimes, Jane had only lived for more than 20 years.

She had never been in a relationship.

She had been single all her life.

Although Hugh had taken the initiative to pursue her….

But when she responded to Hugh’s feelings, Jane still could not control the butterflies in her stomach.

Oh, my god, she thought. Was she in love? Being in love would only hold her back from her true

purpose!

Just as Jane’s mind started to crash and **down, Hugh’s reply finally appeared on her screen

[I admired the flowers in spring, and watched the snow in winter. In my waking moments, I miss you. In

my dreams, I miss you.]

Truthfully, the first time Jane saw this sentence………

Without thinking, she held her breath.

She told herself that she could not possibly fall in love. She must not fall in love.

Wasn’t focusing on her career good enough? Men would only slow her down.

The rational part of Jane’s mind was shouting like crazy.

However, another little voice was secretly egging her on.

The voice said, “Oh, my god. Mr. Croft is so smooth. If a man said these things to me, I would fall in love

immediately.” The rational voice argued, “***up, you love-struck ***. I want to focus on my career.

Relationships are nothing but ***. Feelings should be flushed down toilet bowls and thrown into the

ocean.”

The two little voices fought.

Jane’s head was about to explode.

She replied, [Mr. Croft! How elegant! Hahaha! Awesome!]

She would apologize later. At that moment, her head was hurting badly.

She had to deny the truth. It was necessary.

Jane wanted to lie down for a while.

She did not want to look at her phone anymore.

How frustrating.

However, at that moment…

The carriage stopped.

She heard Life’s voice. He sounded respectful.

“Miss Jane Fowler, we’ve arrived at our destination.”

Oh, ***.

Jane rubbed her temples.

She thought, “Oh, Jane. Come what march… Wait, that’s not right. Come what may. When disaster

strikes, no one can escape it. It’s time to fight back.”

After taking a few deep breaths, Jane got out of the carriage.

The wind and snow

w against her face.

Even her thick down jacket, gloves, hat, and scarf could not block the cold.

But Jane was very grateful for this snowstorm.

It cooled her down. Her head was feeling feverish.

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She was feeling much more alert now.

She looked up.

She could not help but pause.

“Isn’t this place… Count Lauren of Fousm’s Castle?”

This was no ordinary manor.

Instead, it was the real deal. It had once been the castle where the count lived.

Because Count Lauren’s descendant had failed in business, he could no longer maintain the castle.

Only then did he bite the bullet and sell it online.

It was said that a mysterious person had paid 100 million dollars to buy this castle.

For a castle in the city of Fousm, in Meridonia, 100 million dollars was still an enormous amount of

money. But including the various expenses required throughout the year, the total figure was

astronomical. Ordinary people would not even dare to think about it.

Jane had heard about this.

She never thought that the person who bought the castle was Hugh.

That day, the castle was decorated with Christmas trees and colorful baubles.

The castle was brightly lit.

Life opened the castle gates with a key.

The first thing Jane saw was a Christmas tree shrouded in snowflakes.

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There was also a bright-red carpet.

It stretched all the way into the castle.

Life bowed respectfully. “Please, Miss Jane Fowler. Mr. Croft is waiting for you.”

“All right.”

Jane walked onto the red carpet.

She walked toward the castle.

It was not a long walk.

But Jane walked very slowly.

She thought of the pumpkin carriage, the ***horse, this red carpet, the castle, and snowflakes…

They felt like a fairy tale, and she was the princess.

Tsk, she clicked her tongue. She thought, “If I had known, I would have changed my clothes.”

At this moment, style was much more important than staying warm.

Her outfit was too much of a killjoy.

Even Jane felt like she was wasting the opportunity away.

If Hugh were to welcome Jane, and if he was dressed like a noble prince….

What should Jane do?

***.

Jane felt helpless thinking about it.

But when Jane arrived at the entrance of the castle, Hugh was not the one who welcomed her.

Instead, it was a tall, thin, and gentlemanly blond man with gold-rimmed glasses.

“Miss Jane Fowler, my name is Jack. Please follow me.”

As if he already knew who Jane was, Jack respectfully welcomed Jane into the castle.

She walked further into the ancient Wetanean-style castle. It was full of historical significance. The

crystal chandelier in the center emitted a dazzling light.

The antiques that could be seen everywhere in the castle were placed neatly. Everything seemed to

follow a precise order.

It was a pleasing sight.

sing sight.

Jack brought Jane to a room.

“Miss Jane Fowler, you can change into the clothes you’d like to wear tonight. Mr. Croft has customized

all these evening gowns according to your measurements. You can call me when you’re ready, and I’ll

take you to Mr. Croft.”

With all the resources at Hugh’s disposal, it was not surprising that he knew Jane’s measurements.

But she did not expect him to have also prepared the clothes for her.

She applauded his “thoughtfulness”.

Jane entered the changing room.

She looked at the dazzling array of clothes.

She was thoroughly amazed.

Holy ***!

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