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    This realization ignited a re of irritation deep within Wesley’s heart. Last time, his control had slipped away. Jealousy had clouded his judgment, driving him to im her lips by force.


    “Aboutst time…” His voice dropped to a ragged whisper. “I’m sorry.”


    At the mere mention of the incident, Elena’s expression instantly hardened. She pivoted to leave without a word.


    In one fluid motion, Wesley discarded the cigarette butt, crossed the distance between them with a single purposeful stride, and captured her wrist, drawing her back toward him.


    Unprepared for his sudden move, Elena stumbled against his unyielding chest. The rich, masculine scent of wood surrounded her, invading her senses. She tilted her face upward in rm, finding herself trapped in his deep, unreadable gaze.


    With subtle pressure, Wesley maneuvered her between his towering form and the cold wall.


    A heavy silence descended upon them as the motion-sensor lights clicked off, surrendering the hallway once more to darkness.


    In their secluded corner, his imposing figurepletely engulfed her smaller frame.


    Elena’s expression grew even more forbidding. Her features remained taut with tension, disying only resistance and revulsion, without the slightest hint of shyness. “Let go,” she said coldly.


    Wesley remained immovable, his words weighted with barely contained emotion. “Why do you despise me?”


    What burned in his mind was the real question—why did she not like him? But those vulnerable words remained trapped in his throat, refusing to emerge. Her rigid posture and cold eyes made it abundantly clear that she was repulsed by his very presence, making any hope of affection seemughably distant.


    Elena nearly scoffed aloud. The audacity of this man—to actually question why she harbored such disdain? Did he truly notprehend the obvious answer? Cathy was his fiancée. A man with a promised future should remain faithful, keeping an appropriate distance from other women. His current behavior epitomized everything she found despicable in a man.


    With calcted precision, Elena’s lips curved into a frigid smirk as she suddenlyshed out, fingers striking directly toward his eyes. Wesley reacted with instinctive speed, backing away in two swift steps.


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    The momentary space was all the advantage Elena required. With a lightning-quick side kick, she forced Wesley to retreat further.


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    She examined her wrist with disgust, brushing at her sleeve as though removing an invisible stain. “Mr. Spencer, please stay away from me.”


    Wesley’s expression darkened abruptly. Did Elena really hate him that much? Did the ces he touched make her feel dirty? Obsession flickered through his deep, intense eyes.


    Elena spun around, her expression tinged with surprise. Elyse was standing not too far off, her gaze fixed on her, full of both jealousy and hatred.


    Talking with Elyse was thest thing on Elena’s mind.


    The Harper family had abandoned Elyse, and even Bertha, who had once admired her, now looked at her with deep disappointment.


    Elyse’s days at Hillside Manor were numbered. Soon, she would vanish from Elena’s view.


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