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Chapter 16

Author: Shy Lucy
The next morning, the moment Nancy opened her eyes, she saw Maxwell standing by the bed. His expression was unreadable—half a smile, half a shadow.

"You're awake," he said quietly.

A strange chill crept up her spine, but before she could process it, Maxwell pulled her straight into his arms.

"I've prepared a gift for you," he whispered.

Her heart swelled with joy. For a brief, blissful moment, she truly believed he had finally realized that she was the one meant to be his forever. Suppressing her excitement, she forced a coy, bashful smile.

"What's the occasion today?" she asked, laughing as she skipped over to check out the so-called surprise.

She didn't notice the way Maxwell stood behind her, eyes dark and cold, like a serpent waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

"I've thought it through. Since Zoey doesn't want me anymore, I don't need to think about her ever again. From now on, this villa belongs to just the two of us."

Nancy was ecstatic. She grabbed his arm, trailin
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