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Just as Dn’s fist flew back, ready to smash Morse’s face—
“Ah!” Chloe screamed, wrapping both arms around Dn’s arm and tugging with all her strength. “Dn, stop! Please! Don’t me Morse! I’m the one who pushed for this! If you’re going to hit someone, hit me instead!”
Tears streamed down her face now, and her voice shook with fear and sobs.
“No, this is all me. Chloe had nothing to do with it,” Morse said, quickly moving to pull her securely behind his back. “I couldn’t control how I felt about her. me only me.”
From the moment he’d decided to stand beside Chloe against the Scott family, he’d prepared himself for hell.
If taking a beating was all it took to calm Dn down, that was a bargain in his eyes.
Dn’s fist tightened, his knuckles turning white where he gripped Morse’s shirt.
Finally, he slowly released Morse and let his clenched hand fall to his side.
Seeing Dn rx slightly, Chloe suddenly dropped to her knees. “Dn!”
Morse was horrified. He instantly knelt beside her, trying to pull her back to her feet, but she stubbornly resisted.
“Dn, please, just let us be together! I love Morse so much. You don’t want to see me miserable forever, do you? He’s the only man I’ll ever marry. I’d give up anything to be with him.”
Morse gently ced a hand over her mouth. “Hey. If anyone pays a price, it’s going to be me.”
“Are you absolutely serious about being with him?” Dn asked, his gaze intent on Chloe.
“Yes!” Chloe’s voice was solid, full of determination.
Morse felt his chest tighten, his heart swelling with pride as he watched Chloe stand her ground like a warrior.
In that moment, he promised himself he’d spend the rest of his life making her happy. He would never, ever let her down.
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Dn stayed quiet for what felt like an eternity, his jaw tight, his eyes sharp. Finally, he spoke, his voice cold and cutting. “Fine. You can be together. But there’s one condition.”
Chloe’s heart leapt, as if it had been waiting for this moment forever, and a wide smile broke across her face.
Dn was finally cracking—his wall of resistance starting to give way.
Whatever he asked, she’d ept it. No hesitation. No second thoughts.
“What condition?” Chloe asked, her voice lighter now as she wiped her tears with the back of her hand.
“Cut ties with the Scott family. From this second on, you’re not a Scott anymore,” Dn said tly, his face an unyielding wall.
This wasn’t just about keeping Chloe busy. Dn was testing them, pushing their so-called love to the edge to see if it could survive withoutfort, money, or the Scott name.
Chloe and Morse froze. Neither had anticipated this level of coldness from Dn.
“If you still want to be a Scott, then drop him. Right now,” Dn said, forcing her hand.
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