PopularNovelChapter 46
After leaving the police station, Mandy slumped into the passenger seat, still sniffling with puffy red eyes.
| was beyond arguing at this point and was about to start the car when she grabbed my arm with surprising
force.
Ignoringcompletely, she turned to Luke and whimpered, "Luke, I'm scared. You know | hate riding with
anyone else driving."
Her face was blotchy from crying, the perfect picture of helplessness.
| wrenched my arm free. "Then get out."
The atmosphere in the car instantly turned arctic.
Mandy burst into theatrical sobs, tears streaming down her face.
From the backseat, Luke's voice cut through the air like ice. "Seriously, Yvonne? Would it kill you to show some
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"Fine, I'll drive," he snapped, yanking my door open so forcefully that the winter air rushed in.
| shivered involuntarily.
| remained seated, meeting his gaze in silent defiance.
Luke, usually so level-headed, was now unrecognizable. He roughly unbuckled
my seatbelt and practically draggedout of the car.
| stumbled, barely catching myself on one knee before hitting the ground.
He slid into the driver's seat without so much as a glance in my direction, then gently stroked Mandy's hair.
"Stop crying. I'll take you hfirst."
"You're always so good to me, Luke," she purred, shootinga triumphant look.
Luke called over his shoulder,
grown woman, figure it out
I'll be hafter out
| drop
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They drove away, leavingstanding there in disbelief.
Through the rear window, | watched as Mandy leaned over to plant a kiss on Luke's cheek.
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My phone vibrated, and | fumbled to answer it with numb fingers.
"Yvonne, have you seen Gavin's photos?"
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Gavin - my arranged marriage prospect. The man my family had chosen.
Tall, striking, well-built, with the kind of presence that commanded attention.
My mother's voice radiated relief. "Finally, you're being sensible. Your father isn't getting any younger, and he's
been so disappointed since you ran away. It's good you're coming hat last."
| stared at the moths circling the streetlight, memories flooding back unbidden.
I'd fled hyears ago to escape precisely this kind of life.
Meeting Luke had felt like divine intervention.
Seven years together. I'd supported him while he built his business empire.
Because he always said "the timing isn't right," I'd endured multiple abortions.
I'd been so foolishly convinced his love was enough.
But now? | couldn't stomach even the smallest betrayal.
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