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Chapter 70

Author: Buellaaldama
last update Last Updated: 2026-01-29 19:22:09

Chloe’s POV

That got my attention. “And?”

“He won’t come near you again,” he said. “Not you. Not your sister.”

I searched his face, trying to see if this was another promise he would later break. “How?”

“That doesn’t matter,” he replied. “What matters is that it’s done.”

I looked away, my fingers twisting in the sheet. “And your wife?”

His silence stretched just a little too long.

“I’ll handle Margaret,” he said finally. “She won’t contact you. She won’t touch you.”

“You swear?”

He stepped clo
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