Capture Your Heart Chapter 167 Truth or Dare 1

Pushing open the door of the living room, she walks in step by step, but is shocked by the scene in
front of her.

In the huge living room, the lights are off, and the corridor leading to the second floor is lined with
clusters of bright red roses. In the center of the roses are burning candles, lighting up the whole place
like countless stars.

She goes upstairs surprisedly, and Troy is standing in front of the bedroom door, holding a large
bouquet of roses in his hand, with his handsome face, deep eyes, sexy thin lips outlining a charming
smile.

“Welcome back.”

He opens his arms, knowing that Karin will not jump over, but still secretly looking forward to it.

“What are you doing?”

Karin asks faintly, and silently enters the room with her luggage. The room is filled with the fragrance of
roses, and there are even petals scattered on the bed, which shows that Troy has really prepared
carefully.

“What do you think?” He hugs her from behind, “Of course I’m welcoming you back.”

“It is not a glorious thing. There is no need to make such a pomp.”

Right, she is not coming back willingly, but just to save Jacob. Her return is actually more like a deal.

“Will you forgive me? From now on, I will treat you well and never let you be wronged.”

Is it another promise? She smiles, and is disinclined to respond.



When someone has suffered the blow of experiencing the process of expectation to disappointment
again and again, he basically loses hope for such things as promises.

“Do you want to go home? May I accompany you home?”

This is Troy's trump card. He thinks that no matter how indifferent Karin is to him, she will jump up
happily after hearing these words.

However, he is wrong. Not only does she not jump up, she doesn’t even blink her eyes.

“No need.”

“Why?” He is puzzled.

“I don't want to go home now.”

“But didn't you always want to go back and get your father's forgiveness?”

She looks at him quietly, “It was before, and now, I have different thoughts and ideas.”

Troy sighs sadly, and hands her the flowers in his hand, “Do you like it?”

“Are there women who don’t like roses?” She takes it, “Thanks.”

She takes her pajamas and goes into the bathroom, also with the big bunch of roses, and locks the
door of the bathroom from inside. She sits on the edge of the bathtub, thinking about that day, her heart
is so wretched and desperate, and she cuts off her arteries. The blood running down to the floor is just
like the roses she is holding now, glamorously and dazzlingly red.

She picks a rose, tears the petals into one piece after another, and throws it into the bathtub, then
takes another one out, tears it into pieces and throws it in the tub until the whole bunch of roses is torn
out and a pile of bare branches are left on the floor. There is a layer of petals floating on the water. She



takes off her clothes and lies down, closes her eyes, and discards all the distracting thoughts in her
head.

In the future, she will live only for herself.

Knock knock...

The door is knocked, and Troy says outside the door, “Karin, don't fall asleep, why do you take a bath
for so long?”

She gets up lazily, puts on her pajamas and opens the door.

Troy walks in, glances at the petals in the bathtub, and is stunned, “Did you tear all the flowers?”

“I heard that using petals to take a bath has a good cosmetic function.”

“But I just gave it to you, and in less than an hour, you destroyed it like this?”

Karin shrugs, “What's the matter? Anyway, it will wither sooner or later if left alone, so it's better to use
it to do something more meaningful.”

“...”

Seeing his rather depressed expression, she thinks to herself, since you let me stay, then I will stay
obediently, but in the future, I will only do what you don't like me to do.

This is my best surrender to you.

At University of Zurich, Billie is holding a camera to take pictures. She has graduated with a master's
degree and now a doctoral degree. Facing a new round of parting ways, Billie is more upset.

“Shall we have our last supper together tomorrow night?” She suggests.



“That sounds great.” The students agree.

Karin is silent. Usually, this kind of activity is organized by Billie, and she just focuses on participating.

“Karin, where do you think we should go?”

Billie asks her for advice.

“Wherever will do.”

Again, when she hears her say it, her scalp is numb.

Rolling her eyes, she mischievously says, “What about going to your boyfriend's house?”

She raises her head in surprise, “Aren’t we going to have dinner?”

“We are going to have dinner, but I mean to go to your house to have it. Everyone wants to visit Mr.
Troy’s house.”

Billie agitates, “Is that right, friends?”

“Yes.” They all raise their hands in unison.

The love affair between Karin and Troy is no longer news at University of Zurich. They are more
interested in the story of Cinderella than the place of dinner.

Seeing pairs of excited and expectant eyes, Karin suddenly smiles, nods and says, “Okay.”

“Did you agree?”

Billie is quite surprised. She thinks she will not agree no matter what, and she does not expect that she
actually does.



“Yes, I will start preparing after I go back today. You must come on time at three o’clock tomorrow
afternoon.”

Cheers are heard, and Billie swallows her saliva. She is completely confused.

On the way back to Ziteng Garden, Karin smiles enigmatically raising the corners of her lips. She
agreed because she thinks of what Troy has said before. He says he doesn’t like bustle, and his sisters
were just kicked out because they always held parties. If she provokes him deliberately, will he kick her
out in a rage?

If so, it will be best.

The next morning, she tells Mary to prepare a sumptuous dinner, and then buys colored paper and
balloons to decorate the living room garishly.

Of course, all this is kept from Troy.

In the afternoon, Billie takes a dozen classmates up the mountain. As soon as they step into Ziteng
Garden, all of them are so surprised and envious, overwhelmed by luxurious surroundings

Before dark, Karin receives a call from Troy, saying that he will not come back for dinner, and she
readily agrees, but never mentions having a party at home.

The classmates are having lots of fun, eating and drinking. After the meal, Billie suggests playing
games.

“Which game?” one of the students asks.

“Word Links.”



Karin smiles helplessly, knowing that Billie is good at word links, and of course she will suggest playing
this, as expected.

“Okay.”

More than a dozen people gather in a circle, and Billie says the rules of the game, “If anyone loses, he
must answer truth questions from three people. Who doesn't tell the truth, will have a son without
asshole!”

“...” Damn, this woman is so wicked, a standard bitch. Her words gorgeously knock down a group of
people.

The game officially starts, and Billie takes the lead, “extreme sports... sports car... car alarm... alarm
clock...???”

“Who is it? Who can't get it?”

Billie jumps up excitedly, and everyone says in unison, “Karin!”

“Yay!”

“Let me ask a question first.” A fat girl sitting on the left of Karin stands up, “Miss. Karin, how did you
meet Mr. Troy?”

“It was on a cruise ship. He was chased after and broke into my room.”

The second person stands up, “And then?”

“Then he was injured and I bandaged him.”

The third person stands up, “And then?”



And then...and then...and then...

She feels a little embarrassed to say it, and Billie deliberately makes it even harder, “Answer truthfully,
be careful of having a son who... Haha.”

“And then... We slept together.”

Wow! ! ! ! Look at this speedy progress! Respect! !

Karin grits her teeth and sits down while they shout.

“I really want to know what happened after that. If only we could change the rules of the game to four
people asking questions.”

“Hahaha!!”

Yuma in the distance watches them laughing, and can’t help but laugh together. It’s been a long time
since it is so joyful and full of laughter here in Ziteng Garden.


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