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Chapter 223: He doesn't have to love me, I just have to love him

Penulis: Tiffany Lin
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-10-31 22:49:26

Third Person POV

The ride back home was nothing short of a rolling cage of tension and drama. The kind the healer would have died for. The air inside the luxury vehicle was so thick and heavy it was difficult to breathe, each person trapped in their own private world of thought, the cheerful picnic scenery outside the windows a stark, mocking contrast to the silence within.

A weak and utterly drained Kylie, her face still pale and her body feeling as fragile as glass, had been half-carried into the car by the guards. She slumped into her seat, wanting nothing more than to close her eyes and forget the world existed. When Merilyn approached the car, radiating a satisfied, almost glowing energy, Kylie's eyes lit up a bit and she nodded in greeting.

"Lady Merilyn."

Merilyn paused at the door, her eyes sweeping over Kylie’s pitiful state with a flicker of amusement before her face settled into a magnanimous smile. "Oh, Kylie, no need to be so formal with me anymore," she said, her voice
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