Chapter 4
Lacey sent me a video, and when I saw the content, my heart suddenly contracted.
The painting that I once cherished so much has now been splashed with a large amount of
reddish–brown paint and colorful pigments.
And in the only blank space of the painting, there was Nyla’s proud and arrogant comment.
“Delusional!”
I was momentarily stunned, unsure of how to handle the upcoming art exhibition, when my mentor
suddenly spoke up.
“Alexa, that year in college, you gave me your first painting, and I have kept it at home ever since. I remember the name of that painting was ‘New Beginnings‘.”
“Sometimes, saying goodbye is not necessarily the end, but a new beginning.”
I gave Lacey the mentor’s address and then I called Marcel.
My voice choked with an indomitable sob, “Marcel, Nyla ruined my grand finale painting.”
Surprisingly, Marcel responded quickly, “Just destroy it, it’s just a worthless painting anyway, and
have so many other paintings.”
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“Alright, stop sulking. Today, I also went to the art exhibition and then proposed to you.”
“You didn’t know that I had put off all my work for the past two days just to give you a surprise for this proposal.”
Looking at his indifferent and perfunctory response, I knew that Marcel, in fact, you didn’t care
about me at all.
Both my paintings and myself, regardless of whether it is my artwork or me as a person.
I remembered Nyla sent me a photo, in which Marcel accompanied her to go to a jewelry store,
helped her choose a custom–made gown, and even took her to the restaurant I had always wanted to go to but couldn’t make a reservation.
I closed my eyes, put my phone on silent, out of sight, out of mind.
Marcel, that was the last painting I drew about you.
Since it was not worth mentioning in your heart at all, let’s just forget about it.
Chapter 4
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Our relationship came to an end just like that.
At the art exhibition, Nyla suddenly gathered a group of tourists around a painting.
The moment Marcel saw that painting, his face immediately turned pale.
Although most of the painting was covered in paint and glue, and the whole painting was wrinkled, he still recognized at a glance that the protagonist of the painting was him.
Marcel was very familiar with the painting, every stroke and line on it was drawn by Alexa holding his hand. She said his appearance had already been engraved in her heart, she could even draw it with her eyes closed.
The painting, which used to be displayed prominently in the exhibition, is now sitting in a corner like garbage, ignored in the bustling gallery.
An indescribable sense of unease suddenly enveloped Marcel’s heart, as if something very important was about to be lost.
“Who… who did it!”
Nyla was still smugly standing by, saying, “This is what the painter called his masterpiece, but in my opinion, it’s nothing special!”
“It is really appropriate to have the words on this painting, delusional with infatuation!”
Marcel’s gaze followed the line of words, the only clean spot covered in red ink, an unnamed anger swept over him.
Who on earth destroyed this painting?!
No wonder Alexa was so sad, Marcel felt a pang of heartache, thinking about Alexa’s sob just now. If he had known it was about this painting, he would have done anything for Alexa.
Suddenly, he paused, the words in that line inexplicably familiar.
He looked at Nyla beside him and said, “You… is it you?”
“Did you destroy this painting of Alexa?!”
Nyla was a bit flustered, “Mr. Doyle, what are you saying? I can’t understand…”
Marcel became furious and exclaimed, “Do you know that this is the painting she wanted to exhibit at the wedding? Why did you have to destroy this one instead of anything else?!”
