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I gestured toward Kevin and added, "Are you trying to find a new father for your kid?" Giselle was stunned into silence, unable to respond, but Kevin couldn't take it anymore. Furious, he stormed over, grabbing Giselle's arm. His teeth were clenched as he spat out, "Are you trying to make a fool of me right in front of my face? You want to seduce him just because he has a little money?" Giselle tried to pull away, but she couldn't break free. She turned to me with helpless eyes, her voice full of desperation. "Honey, help me out. I'm being forced into this. Look at him; I really have no choice."

I should have guessed. "He doesn’t know. I only told him we’re parting ways, nothing more. There’s no point in saying anything else. It’s not even a breakup—truthfully, we were never really together. Whoever he chooses to be with is his choice. By the way, you didn’t mention I’m getting married, did you?" "Of course not. He’s just a stranger now. He doesn’t need to know." My sister sighed. "Anyway, I have to finish packing. I’ll see you tomorrow when we come for your dress fitting!"

you're commodity additional| I held my hand out in front of me, “ take my hand, ” I rumored. He gently placed his hand in mine, and I soughed as the tingles erupted through my arm. My body buzzed with pleasure; this is a feeling I ca n’t deny. “ I lost myself in my head, and I let the negative studies take over, ” I rumored, “ I ’m sorry for everything I said. ” I soughed. “ But. I do want you, Leon. ” I breathed, “ further than anything, ” I puled. He gripped my hand and dragged me towards him. “ I ’m in love with you, Clara. It may be too soon, but fuck, you ’ve consumed me. ” He soughed. I slammed my lips against his and groaned as he fisted his hand through my ha

I lowered my gaze, hiding what flickered in my eyes, and answered as calmly as I could, "Didn't your dad tell you? I've divorced him. I'm not your mom anymore. You won't have someone as useless as me around again." Claude panicked immediately, his voice breaking as he cried. "No! I only want you as my mom. I'm sorry. Can you forgive me? I'll only want you from now on." There was no way I felt nothing hearing that. But I had already chosen to leave. I wasn't turning back. I forced everything down and said quietly, "But Claude, I don't want you anymore. I don't want your dad, either." I hung up before he could say anything else.

I wanted to take him across that threshold into a world of privilege, prestige, and endless possibilities. I never imagined it would end with my entire family destroyed. So, I chose to stay out of his way.

Frowning, I said in a calm tone, "It's just trash at this point. Why shouldn't I throw it away?" Iris' chest heaved, her eyes filled with hurt and fury. She lifted a foot and stomped on the protective amulet, grinding it under her heel. Then, she sneered and said mockingly, "Adrian, you're so spoiled that you're basically heartless now! What an ingrate! No wonder Sophie would choose Will over you. You—"

"Then what do you want? You want me to stay faithful to you? You want me to spend every second revolving around you like some obedient pet?" At last, she pushed the man away. He let out an unhappy sound, but one look from her was enough to make him retreat beneath the covers. "Julian, I've told you before." She rose to her feet and walked toward me without a shred of embarrassment, her presence as overwhelming as ever. "I love you more than anyone else. But loving only you would be boring. It's like steak. I love steak, but I can't eat steak every single day." She reached for my face. I turned my head slightly and avoided her touch.

" I leaned close and whispered into her ear, like a devil's murmur. Beatrice stared at me with wide eyes. My words seemed to give her courage. She took a deep breath, clenched her jaw, and finally placed the call. "Hello—" But the moment the line connected and before the person on the other end could finish speaking, she abruptly hung up and flung the phone aside. "No. Sebastian, I can agree to anything else, but not this! If he goes to prison, his life will be over." I already knew what she'd choose. Smiling, I walked over slowly and bent down to pick up the phone. "Do you see it now? You're torn between two people. Beatrice, that isn't real love. If you've chosen him, don't come back. It'l

I wasn’t just letting this happen anymore. I choose it too.

Broken. I don’t know what to choose. I don’t know how to survive. And yet… one thing is clear. I cannot let this break me completely. Not yet. Not now. But the silence is heavy. Unbearable. The decision is mine… and I have no idea what to do. I am mute. Frozen. Terrified. And I have to choose.