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    Denver’s voice stopped her as she started to walk away.


    “Yes?” She turned around, her smile soft. “What’s on your mind? You know I don’t like fuss, Denver.”


    “It’s not that…”


    Denver gave a sheepish grin before his expression grew earnest. “Hadley, when are we going to make things official between us?”


    Her expression showed surprise at his question.


    “I’m not pushing for an immediate decision,” Denver quickly added, hoping to ease any pressure. “Just think about it, okay? Things have been really good between us, right?”


    Hadley was momentarily speechless, her lips parted in surprise.


    “If you believe I’m the right choice…”


    She remained silent. Although Denver noticed her quietude, his spirit didn’t falter. “Think about it while you’re away, and let’s decide when you’re back, okay?”


    Without waiting for her response, he continued, “I need to leave now.”


    shing a hopeful smile, Denver started his car and pulled away.


    Rooted to the spot, Hadley pondered. Would she have an answer for him after her trip?


    As Denver drove off, he didn’t notice another vehicle trailing him closely. Leaving Mayfield Road, the following car suddenly sped up, overtaking him and blocking his way.


    Shocked, Denver quickly exited his vehicle.


    Wilma emerged from the intercepting car.


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    “Mom?” His surprise was mild. “What are you doing out here?”


    “Denver!” Wilma’s eyes darted to his car, and she pressed a hand to her forehead. “Is this the life you envisioned?”


    Denver managed everything in his life, right down to the ordinary sedan he drove.


    “What are you implying? What’s wrong with my life now?” Denver shrugged. “I don’t see an issue with it.”


    “YOU…”


    Wilma was at a loss for words. Her n had not unfolded as she had anticipated. Previously, she had severed Denver’s financial support, convinced he would quickly yield.


    Yet, her n had backfired.


    Denver persisted through the challenges.


    Now, to her increasing dismay, he was even contemting a seriousmitment to Hadley.


    “Denver…”


    Switching tactics, Wilma softened her approach and grasped his arm. “You need to listen—Hadley isn’t suitable for you… It’s for your own good. You’re young, and you might regret this decisionter. She’s been through a lot, and she—”


    “Mom!” Denver interrupted sharply.


    Her critique was harsh, and it clearly disturbed Denver as he cut in.


    “Mom, how can you talk about her like that? Hadley’s been divorced, yes, but she’smitted no crime!”


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