Chapter 226
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Chapter 226:
He must have realized I already knew everything from the flood of news.
“Lianne, let me explain.” He seized my shoulders, his grip so firm it made me frown. “After the dinner, I was attacked. I have no idea why Ivy was there, and I never expected her to run out and take the blade for me.”
“And?” I retorted, lifting my gaze with a faint, mocking curve to my lips. “You expect me to believe this is all just coincidence? That she just happened to appear at the exact moment and save your life?”
Ethan held my eyes and gave a firm nod. “Yes. As impossible as it sounds, that’s exactly what happened.”
A quiet, self-derisive laugh slipped from me as I brushed his hand away.
“You don’t need to explain anything to me, Ethan. I truly don’t care anymore.” I looked at him again, but the warmth that once lingered in my gaze was gone. “She took a knife for you. That alone is enough to prove how much she means to you. Since you’re destined to be with her, then agree to end our mate bond as soon as possible, and I’ll step aside. I’ll take my belongings and disappear from your life entirely.”
𝘑𝘰𝗶𝘯 𝘰𝘂𝘳 co𝗆𝗆𝘶ո𝗂𝘁у 𝘰n 𝗴a𝘭𝗻𝘰𝘷𝘦𝗅ѕ.𝗰𝗼𝗺
Ethan’s brows knitted tightly, a trace of pain flickering across his expression. “You still don’t believe me?”
I lowered my eyes, falling silent for a moment.
“I used to believe in you without question, Ethan. I trusted you enough to give you everything, enough to think we’d spend the rest of our lives together.” My voice came out rough, strained at the edges. “But that doesn’t matter anymore. You’re the one who destroyed every bit of trust I ever placed in you. You made me understand that even a mate you’ve shared a bed with for three years isn’t someone you can depend on when it truly counts.”
He parted his lips as if to speak, but I had no intention of hearing him out.
“Go to the hospital. Don’t keep her waiting.”
I turned on my heel and walked out of his office without hesitation. I could feel his gaze fixed firmly on my back, unrelenting.
By the time I left work, night had already fallen. Heavy clouds gathered above, hinting at an approaching storm.
I stood beneath the office building, waiting for a car, when my phone rang. The driver’s voice came through, laced with urgency. “Lianne, I’m really sorry. The car got a flat tire on the way. You might have to wait a bit longer.”
I glanced up at the darkened sky, then at the ride-hailing app on my phone, and replied quietly, “It’s fine. You don’t need to come. I’ll arrange a ride myself.”
After ending the call, I remained by the roadside, the evening wind tugging at my hair.
Just then, a jet-black van with heavily tinted windows screeched to a halt a short distance away.
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