Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife
Chapter 494

Chapter 494: Chapter 494

"You know, my heart only beats for Carol."

Before Clark could finish his sentence, Crystal interrupted, "Clark, did I upset you by sending all those videos earlier? Or did I say something wrong? I didn’t mean to upset you. I heard from Louisa that you’ve been very busy lately.

Let’s talk face-to-face tomorrow. Now, I need to reply to Louisa’s messages. Sorry for disturbing you."

"Crystal." Clark tried to say something else, but she had already hung up.

The atmosphere was distinctly peculiar.

Clark pondered momentarily before sending her a WhatsApp message:

[I’ve found Carol. From now on, I want to spend my time with her.]

Seeing the message felt like a slap in the face to Crystal.

She couldn’t believe it—Carol was back!

Was Carol now living in Clark’s mansion? Was that why Clark was so eager to cut ties with her?!

With these thoughts, Crystal felt as if her world had darkened. She was left in the dark, utterly lost.

Her heart ached tremendously. Recalling Clark’s tone, she was restless.

Around the same time, Louisa replied:

[Crystal, as long as you’re happy, it’s all good. I was worried that the style I picked would be too old-fashioned for you. You look like a beautiful princess in it—gorgeous.]

Tears welled up in Crystal’s eyes. She held them back for a while before replying to Louisa:

[Louisa, thank you so much. You’ve been caring for me like a mother. I don’t know what I did to deserve—]

After sending the message, she hid under her blanket and cried.

Meanwhile...

Clark noticed Crystal had not replied yet. He looked up at Dennis and said, "I’ve made things clear with her. She won’t be coming to our house anymore."

Finishing his sentence, he knelt down on one knee, saying to the girl on the bed, "Our relationship—it’s purely platonic. I’ll keep my distance from her from now on, and our friendship will fade..."

He didn’t need friends.

For this lifetime, all he needed was Carol.

Carol’s eyes softened. "Having a few friends of the opposite sex is fine. I trust your feelings for me."

After all, he had ended up this injured trying to save her adoptive parents.

His feelings for her were genuine.

"No way! When a man is in a relationship, he should maintain a distance from other women," Dennis said sternly. "You need to be considerate of your partner’s feelings."

"Bro, don’t worry. I will," Clark said, not offended but agreeing earnestly.

Carol’s gaze fell on Clark again. "I haven’t told my parents about my return. Tomorrow, I want to call them and possibly visit them. I also want to introduce you and Dennis to them formally. What do you think?"

She was seeking Clark’s opinion.

Clark’s eyes lit up. "Of course."

Last time, Carol’s adoptive mother mentioned that she was expecting their wedding.

Now that Carol was officially taking him home, it was like an acknowledgement of his status.

Their marriage was imminent!

The overwhelming surprise filled him with joy.

"Bro, about Mount Doom, I think we should be honest with them," Carol turned to Dennis.

After all, her adoptive parents had been dragged into this for a long time, and they deserved to know the truth.

Dennis nodded. "Your call."

"Then we’ll go tomorrow afternoon," Carol said.

"Alright," Clark agreed. "Rose will be going to the lab tomorrow to study the toxins in your blood. We should get the results soon."

Everything was moving in the right direction—or so he thought.

The following day, Crystal arrived unannounced, carrying a homemade breakfast with her, standing at the mansion’s entrance. She didn’t ask the servants to wake Clark. Instead, she just stood there, her figure looking somewhat forlorn.

Unable to bear it, one of the servants finally plucked up the courage to knock on Clark’s door.

Half an hour later...

"Clark, Crystal has been waiting outside for almost 30 minutes now. Should we invite her in?"

"Why is she here?"

The voice from inside the room was groggy, a clear indication that Clark had just woken up. He hadn’t told Crystal where he was staying, nor had he told anyone else which mansion he was in. Had she found him by systematically checking each one?

With this thought in mind, Clark could only say, "Ask her to wait in the garden. I’ll be down shortly."

After a quick wash and dress, he tiptoed past Carol’s room.

However, living on the edge for so long had made Carol’s nerves particularly sensitive. The moment Clark wasn’t by her side, she’d wake up easily.

Hearing Clark’s soft footsteps, she felt a wave of confusion. It was still dark outside. What was he doing up so early?

At that moment, she overheard a servant reporting to Clark, "Carol didn’t wake up last night. She must have had a good rest."

"That’s good to hear," Clark replied before heading downstairs.

Carol rose from her bed and went to the window, her gaze landing on a graceful figure in the garden.

Even though it had been a long time since they’d last seen each other, she could still recognize her in an instant.

That was Crystal, the heiress of the Temple family.

Seeing Clark come down in his pajamas, Crystal immediately brightened up.

"Clark! Why didn’t you sleep in more? I specifically told the servants not to wake you. How did they still end up calling you? What happened to the wound on your body?"

"It’s just a small injury," Clark didn’t elaborate, instead asking, "How did you find this place?"

It was winter, and the morning was chilly, yet Crystal was only wearing a thin, long dress.

"I woke up at 4 a.m. to make you breakfast. Your housekeeper told me that you’ve been busy with work lately. I had initially planned to leave after dropping off the breakfast, but after thinking about what you said last night, I felt that it was necessary to wait for you to wake up and have a proper conversation."

Clark’s eyes deepened. Conversation? What more did they have to discuss?

"Before we start, I have to ask—Is Carol staying here?" Crystal asked, her eyes shifting towards the mansion.

She must be inside. Otherwise, the servants wouldn’t have asked her to wait in the garden in such cold weather.

They clearly didn’t want her running into Carol.

"Yes." Clark nodded, not hiding anything.

Crystal laughed. "So, your tension last night and your hurry to distance yourself from me—was it because of her?"

"Yes."

"Okay, I understand." Crystal’s smile widened. "Then why did she suddenly come back?"

"I went looking for her and found her."

Clark, not wanting to paint Carol in a bad light, explained, "She left me before because of certain circumstances. Now, those issues are about to be resolved."

Crystal seemed to understand. "So, you two are back together..."

And here she was, thinking that she had a chance.

She had even intentionally returned to the country to take over the family business, hoping to increase her own value.

"Crystal, I’ve always seen you as a friend—nothing more. I’m really sorry."

Even though Clark knew his words were harsh, it was better to rip off the band-aid quickly. Being clear would be better for everyone in the long run.