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    Why did he have to be so cold, so cruel? Could he not spare her even a tiny bit of kindness?


    “Keep your distance,” Dnmanded, his voice a final, icy decree.


    Vickie’s color fled. Drowning in heartbreak, she deliberately pitched herself forward, feigning a faint, absolutely certain Dn would catch her.


    There was no way he would let her hit the floor.


    But to her horror, he simply took a clean step back, letting her copse with cold indifference.


    How could a person have a heart of stone?


    Vickie crashed onto the floor, genuinely devastated, andy perfectly still, maintaining the appearance of being knocked out. Surely, witnessing her distress, Dn would finally feel a flicker of sympathy.


    But Dn just stared at her with zero emotion, showing no desire to help.


    He simply picked up his phone and called for an ambnce. Before long, paramedics took her away.


    Someone should have gone with her, yet Dn left everything to his assistant, Edwin.


    Even though she had only pretended to faint, Vickie felt choked by anger at how little Dn cared.


    Even when she was “unconscious,” he wouldn’t ride in the ambnce with her.


    At Cloudcrest Estate, Dn had just walked into the dark room when a shadow moved quickly from the side. Fast as lightning, he moved to intercept.


    The figure managed to dodge his attack, and a familiar, sweet smell reached him. It was Christina!


    His eyes adjusted to the low light, confirming it was her. The very next moment, she shoved him hard against the door and held him there.


    Christina grabbed his chin, pretending to be angry. “So, now you think you can hit me, huh?”


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    “I am so sorry, Chrissie. I truly thought you were an intruder. I didn’t mean to strike you,” Dn apologized immediately.


    “You certainly took your time getting back from Morfort Restaurant,” Christina said, her eyes narrowing a bit as her thumb gently stroked his lower lip. Her words were teasing and slightly dangerous.


    “Miss Cullen passed out, so I called an ambnce,” Dn exined honestly.


    “Is that really true?” Christina believed him but showed a yful smile.


    Dn took out his phone and showed her his call history.


    “I was just teasing you. I believe everything you said,” Christina said, leaning down quickly to gently bite his lower lip.


    Dn returned her passion, quickly pulling her toward the bed, and they fell onto it together.


    “You told me you were going straight home, that you wouldn’te here… And yet, look at you,” he whispered, his voice deep and rough.


    “Is it not allowed for me toe here?” Christina asked.


    Dnughed softly and lovingly. “Of course, you cane here whenever your heart desires.”


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