She laughed softly, wrapping her arms around Mr. Hernandez’s neck, her voice turning even gentler.“Why did you call me here? Didn’t you say you’d never come back to the East Coast again?”She still remembered the chaos of the last time she left. She had packed in a panic, barely had time to settle her work in the entertainment industry, and publicly announced a temporary withdrawal. Hounded by reporters, she fled to the rural, calling it volunteer teaching, calling it charity.Mr. Hernandez said nothing. He only ran his fingers through her hair.“I told you back then not to keep ties with so many people in the industry. Why didn’t you listen?”The tone was dangerous.Before Mindy could react, he yanked her hair, forcing her head up.“I’m sorry. It’s my fault,” she said quickly, fear flashing through her eyes.Only then did he release her, lifting her chin instead.“Don’t disappoint me this time.”“Yes. I understand.”---News of Mindy’s return to East Coast spread like wildf
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