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Chapter 42

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“Fuck!” I roared, throwing my crutches across the room before collapsing onto the sofa. My pulse was pulsating due to hot anger. Camille Davidson pissed me off. She had me wrapped around her little finger. It never occurred to me I would be fighting for that woman. It was she who destroyed my world eight years ago. It would be impossible for my heart to understand that. It would chase her until my last breath.

I hated her.

But I loved her more.

My love for her scared me to death.

A sigh of exhaustion escaped my lips as I ran my finger through my hair. I couldn’t erase Camille’s images with Conan. That day, she looked so cozy. Their matching black dresses and midnight dates on the beach. It made me resent Conan for making her so happy. Basically, he was offering her everything I hadn’t given her before. I even noticed the way Conan was staring at Camille when we were having dinner. She smiled at his dirty and stupid jokes. There was no ethics in that man’s behavior.
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