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The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In

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Chapter 688 Eat, Sleep, Train, Repeat

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Tessa smacked her head against the nightstand on the way down, her face twisting in pain.

Victor strode over and scooped her up with ease.

His usually cool tone softened slightly, tinged with exasperation. “How do you even fall out of bed while

sleeping?”

Seriously, unbelievable.

Then again, back at the villa, she’d been just as restless-constantly falling out of bed.

Cradled in his arms, Tessa pouted and covered her forehead. “You're mean.”

Her big watery eyes stared up at him with grievance.

Her head ached, but the fall had definitely knocked the sleep right out of her.

Victor set her down on the couch.

Her pajama top was loose and rumpled, revealing a soft sweep of skin that practically glowed in the morning

light.

Victor's Adam's apple bobbed.

Tessa instantly felt the heat of his stare. She followed his gaze-

“Ah-!” She hissed and clutched her clothes shut. “You-you perv!”

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Victor smirked. “You undressed yourself this time.”

“I did not!”

God-there was no explaining this.

This man really was like a fallen angel; the moment he gave into his urges, he completely lost all restraint.

And whoever had to deal with him? Paid the price.

His needs were excessive, and their compatibility was... not ideal.

Nope. Not thinking about that. The memory alone made her wince.

Tessa turned away, pulling her collar tight. “I was planning to head to Ashen Pact today to find

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my mom.”

But after what he’d done to her, she was seriously hurting.

If she got into a fight right now, the first thing she'd feel was her legs giving out.

Stella had been teaching her how to run first, fight later for the past twenty days.

And now?

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Thanks to Victor, her legs felt like they weren't even hers. If she had to run, she'd collapse. Fighting was her only

option-and she'd lose.

When Victor heard her mention Ashen Pact, his expression froze.

“You're going to Ashen Pact?”

Tessa nodded. “Yeah.”

Why had she suffered through all that training with Marie if not to eventually return and help her mother?

After twenty brutal days by Marie's side...

Tessa no longer feared the whirlpool of power and danger surrounding her mom.

In situations that suffocate, the worst thing to do is fear.

And Marie-surprisingly-had helped her conquer that fear in just a few weeks.

Now it was tto dive in and act.

Victor frowned and handed her a glass of milk. “You shouldn't go to Ashen Pact right now.”

“Huh?”

Victor said calmly, “I already sent my people to help your mother. The situation there is stabilized. She’s in a

favorable position.”

Tessa blinked, “You-you sent your people to help my mom?”

And it's already stabilized?

That place was chaos! And it’s stabilized?

Victor tilted his head. “Problem?”

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Tessa went quiet.

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She looked up at him-his eyes usually cold, now surprisingly warm-and hesitated. “No, it’s just... why are you

helpingso much?”

Their deal had been simple: he'd help her see her mom, and that was it.

But now he'd gone above and beyond.

Was this... a bonus?

Wait...

No. That didn’t add up. Considering how thoroughly he'd devoured her yesterday and this morning...

He'd definitely gotten his payment.

Her expression grew strange as she looked at him.

Victor caught it. “What's with that look?”

Tessa cleared her throat, trying to sound casual. “So... you likeor something?”

She blinked innocently. “Is that why you're helping my mom? Future mother-in-law and all?”

That had to be it, right?

She didn’t think she was all that special-definitely not the type to make someone fall head over heels.

Even Stella always teased her about being short-legged and not Victor's type.

But then again... if she wasn’t his type, why had he been so handsy-again and again and again?

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