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    Once at the dining table, he carefully ced her in a seat.


    The food was ready. “Go on, eat.”


    Hadley managed only a few bites, clearlycking appetite. She looked at Eric with evident irritation. “What now?”


    Eric let out augh and tousled her hair yfully. “You’re ring as if I’m some kind of viin.”


    Realizing she truly wasn’t hungry, Eric decided not to force her further. He removed her te but slid the bowl of soup closer to her. “At least finish the soup. We’re not arguing about this.”


    After a moment’s hesitation, Hadley gave in. Reluctantly, she took the spoon and began sipping the soup little by little.


    Yet, despite finishing the broth, she left the ribs untouched in the bowl.


    Noticing this, Eric narrowed his eyes curiously. “Weren’t ribs your favorite?”


    Hadley shook her head softly. “Not today. I don’t feel hungry at all.”


    It wasn’t an excuse—she genuinely had no appetite, her stomach feeling ufortably full.


    “Alright.” He helplessly reached for her bowl and proceeded to finish off the untouched ribs.


    Why did he always insist on finishing what she left behind?


    Unable to keep quiet, Hadley said, “Stop eating my leftovers.”


    Eric nced up casually, shrugging off her concern. “What’s there to worry about? We’ve kissed plenty—this isn’t any different.” He simply continued eating without another thought.


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    Hadley watched him. He certainly seemed to truly care for her. Yet, deep down, she knew better than to trust that illusion.


    Hadley went into work the next afternoon, her morning spent with Joy. After lunch with Joy and gently putting her down for a nap, Hadley quietly slipped out.


    Taking her time, she walked leisurely toward the bus stop. Suddenly, her gaze froze.


    Stunned, she stared across the street in disbelief. Wasn’t that Astrid standing by the opposite bus stop?


    Astrid wasn’t alone—she clung affectionately to a man’s arm,ughter brightening her face.


    Hadley’s eyes widened further as she recognized the man beside Astrid. No, not just recognized—she remembered clearly the man with Astrid during the kidnapping incident.


    What was his name again?


    Hadley remembered Astrid calling him Soren.


    Judging from their openly affectionate gestures, there was no doubt they were together romantically. Back during the kidnapping, Hadley had already sensed a suspicious closeness between them. Could it have been true even then?


    As Hadley stood lost in thought, Astrid suddenly leaned up,ughing, to kiss Soren on the cheek.


    Quickly and instinctively, Hadley grabbed her phone and captured the undeniable evidence.


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