Time-Limited Love: A Contract Expired, Not Renewed novel Chapter 329

“I only found out a few days ago—that day…”

Landon hesitated, brow furrowing as if the words were caught in his throat. He took a deep breath, gathering the nerve to continue.

“The day you were trapped under the snow…the message you sent me for help—Noelle was the one who replied, using my phone.”

He dropped his gaze, unable to meet Zinnia’s eyes. His voice trembled, the admission weighing heavily on him.

“She said her phone was dead and asked to borrow mine to take some photos for Instagram. I didn’t think twice and just handed it over.”

Landon’s head hung low as he spoke, his explanation growing weaker with each word.

Zinnia stared at him, taken aback, as memories of that cruel, final message flashed through her mind.

It was that WhatsApp reply—cold, merciless—that had broken her. In that moment, it felt like all her years of effort had been nothing more than a cruel joke.

Even if she hadn’t been Landon’s wife, even if they were just friends, she couldn’t believe he’d show her such heartlessness.

How much did he have to hate her—how much did he have to despise her—to turn his back when she needed him most, to let her die without a second thought?

For a long time, she’d been trapped inside that torment, unable to understand what she’d done to deserve being treated worse than a stranger.

But the day of the Ford Group retreat, when she woke up in the hospital and Landon kept apologizing, insisting he had no idea about the avalanche, she’d started to piece it together.

In that moment, the tension she’d carried for years finally began to ease.

She realized that, though Landon didn’t love her, the ten years she’d spent chasing him weren’t as pathetic as she’d once thought.

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