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Chapter 142 Deja Vu

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Elena's POV

I watched Layla's pathetic attitude with a small smile on my face. She had been surprised before, looking around frantically as the servants gathered.

But now, she knew for sure what was going on.

She hovered close to him like a desperate shadow. “Noah, please. Let’s go to your office. You’re tired. You just got home...”

He turned, his tone deadly.

“Don’t touch me.”

Layla stumbled back like he slapped her.

I inhaled sharply.

He really wasn’t playing.

Damn...

It gave me a sense of déjà vu. He did the same thing to me, only that I wasn't hugging him — I was beating up Layla.

He was protecting her.

I stood to the side, unsure of what expression I should be wearing. Sympathy? No. I couldn’t. Not after everything she did. Not after those five days in darkness, starvation, dehydration, and emotional and mental torment.

No.

It should be joy.

Fuck the fact that I used to know her. She bloody deserved this.

Noah’s voice cut through the silence.

“Layla,” he called. His tone commandi
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