The CEO’S Unplanned Heir novel (Aurelia and Leopold)

Chapter 1287

"Dad's heart must be aching, and he just doesn't show it, afraid it might get to me. He's always like that,

keeping his sorrows to himself."

Aurelia fell silent, aware that she was forever indebted to Arnold. If he hadn't rescued her on that

desolate island all those years ago, she would have been a lost soul, and William, Arnold saved him

too. That was why Leopold could swallow his pride and not settle scores with him.

Arnold was her first love, her confidant, her savior, but their fates were never meant to intertwine. She

had fond feelings for Arnold, but it was always Leopold who held her heart.

Leopold often said his heart was small, with room for her alone. Whether that was true or not, she

couldn't say for certain. Her own heart wasn't quite that small, but if his love was genuine, she would

never betray him.

"Grief is temporary," she mused, "There's no hurdle in life that time can't help you get past."

To her, it seemed improbable to love only one person in a lifetime. As years pass, hearts change.

Endless love, the kind that lasted until death, and it was a myth, a fairy tale for the pages of a novel.

Real-life love was fragile, and prone to change, especially for men, who, bound by their nature, had

needs. That was why there were so many tales of infidelity, love triangles, and heartbreakers.

Perhaps now, Arnold couldn't let go. But in a year, two, three, or four... eventually, his feelings would

fade, he would move on, and forget. He would meet someone new, someone who would stir his heart

again, thawing the ice that was settled there.

Of course, if he could be moved by Lisa, and accept her love, that would be for the best. Then Nova Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

would have a complete family.

William didn't understand these complexities. In his eyes, Arnold loved Aurelia the most, and treated

her better than anyone else, even better than Leopold.

She finished preparing a plate of orange French toast and carried it to Arnold's room.

"Arnold, come, try this. See if it's to your liking?"

"As long as it's made by you, it's delicious." Arnold offered a tender smile, a deep affection flickering in

his eyes. Though she was no longer his, his love for her would last a lifetime, beyond the reach of

thought.

"It's been a while since I've made this. I didn't realize William still remembered," she chuckled.

Arnold took a bite and murmured, "Did Leopold get upset after he found out about William?"

"Aurelia." he interrupted her, "You owe me nothing. Being good to you was my choice. Having someone

in your heart, someone to care about is a joy. It's better than an empty heart, void of any feeling."

Was it really so? Aurelia bit her lip, sometimes worried that Arnold's feelings for her were an obsession,

the kind that comes from longing for the unattainable. New chąpter avаilable oո Drąмanоvеls.cоm

People tend to glorify what they couldn't have, to hold on to it as the best, the unforgettable.