I Don’t Know Why But The Next Duke Who Said “I have no intention of loving you” Is Doting On Me Manhua

Amidst the whispers of the grand ballroom, Elsa felt Julius's piercing gaze on her. The dance floor was alive with swirling dresses and masked faces, but all she could see was him. He had been distant lately, his smiles turning into fleeting glances and his touch growing colder. As the music swelled, Julius finally approached her, his mask hiding his emotions. "I have no intention of loving you," he whispered, the words cutting through her like a knife. Elsa's heart sank, her eyes brimming with unshed tears. She had known deep down that their whirlwind romance couldn't last, but to hear it spoken aloud was still a searing pain. Turning to leave, Elsa felt a hand gently grasp hers, stopping her retreat. She looked into Julius's eyes, searching for any hint of the man she had fallen for. And there, beneath the mask of indifference, she saw a flicker of something real, something raw. "I may not have planned on falling in love with you," Julius confessed, his voice barely above a whisper. "But my heart has a will of its own, and it beats for you." In that moment, Elsa felt a surge of hope. Despite the uncertainties and the shadows that lingered between them, she couldn't deny the love that still thrummed in her own heart. Maybe, just maybe, there was a chance for them to find their way back to each other. And as the music faded into the background, Elsa took a leap of faith, ready to face whatever trials lay ahead with the man who had captured her soul.