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“You really are foolish,” Gabriel said. “Hmmm… I can’t believe my brother made you his bride. Is it because he thought you would die too?”
“What?” Emery frowned, confusion shing across her face. “Look at me, I’m alive, and I’m doing fine. I don’t understand why you seem so eager to see me suffer. I’m carrying a child who’s rted to you. That makes you an uncle. Shouldn’t you be d about that? Shouldn’t you want me safe, not dead?” She shook her head slightly, still unable to make sense of it. “Why would the uncle of my child wish for both me and the baby to die?”
Almost instantly, Gabriel’s smile disappeared. His expression hardened, a frown settling over his face before his eyes narrowed at her. “You’ve be rather talkative,” he remarked.
“There are cameras everywhere,” Emery shot back. “You can’t touch me here. That would go against your ownws. And if you tried, Logan would hunt you down.”
That seemed to make him pause. “Ha?” Gabriel tilted his head, amusement shing briefly. “So that’s where your confidencees from-”
“Emery?”
The sound of her name cut their exchange short. Emery’s face darkened the moment she recognized the voice<i>. </i>Samuel.
She turned and spotted him standing a short distance away. Her stomach twisted with irritation. “How did you get in?” she demanded. “The hotel banned you,” she said.
The sight of him made her skin crawl. For some reason, he reminded her of a cockroach, no matter how many times you cleaned the ce out, the disgusting things always found a way toe back.
“Why didn’t you tell me you are someone from the Be Family?” Samuel asked. He ignored Garbriel and went straight towards Emery, but she was quick to step back. “We have been together for years. And yet you- you can’t even trust me with the truth?”
Emery’s lips thinned. Naturally, her attention was towards Gabriel who looked like he was about to explode anytime soon. Perhaps, it was the fact that Samuel actually ignored his presence! “He is innocent,” Emery muttered, her voice so low yet she was certain that Gabriel could hear her. After all, he was a werewolf.
“Answer me!” Samuel hissed. He stopped just a few feet away from Emery. “You always told me you loved me, but how could you love someone and yet… and yet lie to them about everything else? Huh, Emery?”
Samuel’s face twisted as his voice rose. “We were together for years! My god. It’s years! Years! Do you have any idea how much of my life I wasted not knowing the truth? If you really loved me, you would’ve told me from the beginning. You should have trusted me. But instead, you lied. You made me believe we were the same, when all along you were hiding behind a family name.”
His words spilled out like venom, his anger aimed squarely at her. “Every memory, every promise, it was all fake, wasn’t it? How could you say you loved me and still keep something like this from me?”
Emery’s eyes didn’t leave Gabriel. She could feel his irritation growing with every second Samuel ignored
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him. However, it didn’t seem like he wanted to interrupt them. Finally, she cut Samuel off, her voice cold. “Would it matter?”
Samuel blinked, thrown off. “What?<b>” </b>
“I asked you,” Emery said, staring at him now. “Would knowing the truth matter?<b>” </b>
“Of course it would!” Samuel snapped. “If I knew you were a Be heiress<b>, </b>everything would’ve been different. I-”
Emeryughed. “Different? You mean you wouldn’t have dumped me? You wouldn’t have agreed to marry someone else? You wouldn’t have cheated and got another woman pregnant? Is that what you’re saying?”
Samuel’s jaw clenched. “You don’t understand. It’s not that simple-”
“No,” Emery cut in again, anger sparking in her chest. “It’s very simple. This just proves you never loved me. You only care about the family behind me, the wealth, the name. When you thought I was just an orphan, you treated me like a beggar chasing after your money. You wanted me to y mistress while you kept your public life clean.”
Samuel’s face twisted, his hands balling into fists. “I couldn’t just abandon my family for you! I truly loved you, Emery, but what about them? What about my responsibilities? I wanted to provide for you, to give you everything, to treat you like a princess-”
“Princess?” Emery scoffed, her anger spilling over. “How do princesses be mistresses? How do you call someone a princess when you’re hiding them in the shadows as a sideline?”
Samuel flinched.
“You’re a hypocrite,” Emery said, her voice steady but burning. “You never loved me. Because love isn’t just some feeling you hide behind. Love is a choice. A choice you make every single day. And you-” she pointed at him, her eyes fierce “–you chose something else. You chose everyone else over me. Don’t stand there and pretend it was love when it was nothing but convenience.”
Somehow, saying it in front of Samuel made her feel lighter. Meanwhile, Samuel’s face went red, fury and shame shing in his expression.
Then, Emery took a step closer to Samuel, her eyes hard on his. “You know what makes us different, Samuel? For you, I was willing to give up everything. My pride, my dignity, my future.”
She thought about the things that Vanessa made her do. She thought about the things that she was willing to do just for his family to ept her. She snorted. Then she continued. “But for money, for status, for your family’s approval, you were willing to give me up. That’s who we are. Different. So different that there is no way we can ever be together again.”
Samuel’s jaw clenched, his fists trembling at his sides. “You can’t just say that!” he snapped, his voice breaking. “How could you say that after everything? We were together for years, Emery! You gave me everything, you tried to please me every single day. Don’t stand here and act like it meant nothing. I know you still love me, I can see it in your eyes! And I still love you! So why can’t we be together again?”
Emery opened her mouth, ready to fire back, but before a word could leave her lips, a sudden thud rang out. A hand had struck the back of Samuel’s head. His eyes rolled back, and his body crumpled to the floor,
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Emery’s eyes widened in disbelief as she turned sharply toward the source.
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Gabriel stood there, his wine ss still bnced in one hand as though nothing had happened. He nced at Samuel’s limp form on the ground, then back at Emery. A faint smirk tugged at his lips.
“He’s too noisy,” Gabriel said casually, giving a shrug as if knocking a man out cold was no more troublesome than swatting a fly. “I dislike noisy people.”
Emery blinked.
Then Gabriel suddenly turned. “Look who finally decided to show up?”
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