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    In truth, his mother wasn’t entirely wrong—he wasn’t so different from his mother. They had both hurt Ste deeply.


    He dragged his hand through his already disheveled hair, then turned away. Without a word, he stormed out, leaving Jazlyn standing alone in the living room.


    “What’s that supposed to mean?” Jazlyn shouted after him. “You came here just to scold me? After everything I did to raise you, now you’re defending that woman? Have you lost all sense of gratitude?”


    Marc didn’t hear her tirade. The door had already mmed behind him.


    Out in the cool night air, he drove with no direction in mind until he ended up in front of Ste’s apartment building. He stayed inside the car, staring at the darkened windows, his chest tight with remorse.


    He was certain she wasn’t home. She was probably spending time with William.


    Bitterness coiled deep in Marc’s chest. Even knowing she was with another man, he couldn’t stop himself from taking out his phone and calling Ste.


    The line connected only for a moment before an automated voice told him he’d been blocked.


    A hollowugh escaped his lips. This chaos between them was entirely his fault.


    Leaning back, Marc looked at the unlit windows and murmured, “Ste, I learned today how my mother truly treated you. I never believed you before… and that was my greatest mistake.”


    The night offered no response to his broken whisper, only a biting wind that seemed to mock him, telling him he had brought this upon himself.


    Atst, he grasped the depth of Ste’s pain.


    Every part of him ached for another chance, a way to make her see he had changed.


    But deep down, he understood the truth better than anyone else. What they once had was gone.


    Marc held his phone tightly, his mind adrift for what felt like forever.


    Inside William’s vi, Ste sat quietly in the living room when he came down from his study.


    “Luca said the surveince picked up Marc’s car. He’s been parked outside your apartment for half an hour. Still hasn’t left.”


    Ste lifted her gaze toward him, a flicker of curiosity crossing her face. “Marc?”


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    Was he waiting just to start another argument?


    She had already heard about the chaos from the live stream and how William had stepped in to expose every bit of truth. Now both Jazlyn and Marc had be the city’s favorite targets for ridicule.


    William took a seat beside her, his tone calm and steady. “Do you want me to send someone to make him leave?”


    Ste gave a small shake of her head. “There’s no need. If he wants to sit there, let him. I’m not even home.”


    Ste’s eyes softened as she looked at William. “I really appreciate what you did today.”


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