Chapter 243
The spacious bedroom was charged with a sensual tension that seeped into every corner.
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Chloe’s freshly showered scent clung to lan’s senses, and the feel of her soft, supple body made it impossible for him to let go..
His tone was both teasing and cautious, laced with desire. “Chloe, how about we have a baby together?”
Chloe fought him with arms and legs, desperate to break free. “lan, I hate you!”
She had once thought about having a baby with Jan,
But that was before.
Ian paused for a moment, his eyes red with emotion as he pressed a kiss to the corner of Chloe’s lips. Td rather you hate me than pretend I don’t exist.
He murmured softly between lingering kisses, trying to soothe her. “Chloe, don’t reject me.”
He whispered the sweetest promises, but there was nothing gentle about the way he claimed her.
Chloe didn’t stand a chance against him–resisting was impossible.
Tangled up together on the bed, their weight made the mattress dip deep beneath them. Their breaths. mingled in that sunken space, stirring the air until the whole bedroom grew thick with heat and longing.
Just when Chloe was on the verge of despair and ready to let go, her fingers suddenly closed around something familiar.
“Ian!” Chloe cried out, her voice trembling with anger and desperation.
She flashed the object right in front of his eyes. Ian froze mid–motion, his wild rhythm grinding to a sudden halt.
While he was stunned, Chloe mustered every ounce of her strength and forcefully pushed him away from her.
Smack!
Chloe didn’t even have a chance to fix her messy state before she landed a hard slap across lan’s face.
Ian’s head snapped to the side from the force of her hand.
His eyes landed on the traces left on Chloe’s skin, and in that instant, he finally came to his
s senses.
Ian frantically wrapped the blanket around Chloe, cradling her protectively in his arms, not daring to let her
He kissed Chloe’s forehead, his voice trembling with guilt and panic. I’m sorry, I got carried away. I promise,
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I won’t lay a hand on you again.”
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Chloe curled up under the blanket, tears streaming down her face no matter how desperately she tried to stop
them.
Her eyes rimmed with red, Chloe choked out through sobs, warning lan, “Tan, even if you force me–if I end up pregnant with your child again, I swear, I’ll get rid of it without a second thought, just like the first time!”
It felt like lan’s heart was being ripped apart.
He clenched his jaw, his eyes burning red, and said nothing–just pulled Chloe into his arms even tighter, as if he could hold on and never let her slip away.
Chloe’s tone was icy–cold as she declared, “Tan, I won’t ever let myself be involved with you again–never.”
lan’s lashes quivered, and tears slid down his cheeks without a sound.
His voice caught, hoarse and strained, as he managed to speak. “Chloe, is this really how you want to punish me?
Chloe’s voice was steady and cold. “lan, my child never had the chance to be born–all because of you. That’s a debt you’ll always owe me.”
As the memory of the baby she’d lost washed over her, Chloe’s sobs turned ragged, each sound breaking her a little more
She choked out, “lan, unless one of us is gone from this world and the debt is wiped clean, don’t even dream of me ever forgiving you
Chloe cried.
Ian broke down in tears as well.
The weight in the room felt suffocating, pressing in on them from every side. The sensual tension they’d shared just moments before had completely vanished–leaving only heartbreak and regret hanging in the air.
lan’s defined fingers softly traced Chloe’s tear–stained face, gently wiping away every trace of her sadness.
Voice catching in his throat, lan gently coaxed her. “Please don’t cry. Try to rest for a while, Chloe. I’ll step out and have a smoke.
He carefully settled Chloe back onto the bed and tucked her in beneath the covers.
Watching Chloe close her eyes, lan scooped up his clothes from the floor and stumbled out of the room.
Late at night, the living room downstairs was quiet.
lan was slumped on the floor next to the wine cabinet, in a state of despair.
His upper body rested against the cabinet door, with several empty wine bottles strewn carelessly around
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He wanted to get wasted.
He wanted to drink himself under the table, to numb everything inside him.
But the more he drank, the more painfully sober he felt.
The ache in his chest and the burn in his gut didn’t even come close to the hurt Chloe caused him tonight.
“Why?” lan wondered bitterly,
Why did things have to end up like this?
Mitchell walked in and immediately saw lan sprawled on the floor beside the wine cabinet, looking totally
wasted.
He rushed over to try and pull lan to his feet, but lan shoved him away without a second thought.
Do you want to call The
Mitchell, awkward and hesitant, said, “Mr. Hamilton, my phone’s been blowing up… Do you Old Hamilton Manor?”
Three years ago, lan had brought Chloe here for their honeymoon.
Chloe had grumbled that there was no internet.
After their honeymoon, lan poured a fortune and three years into setting up a 5G tower on the island, blanketing the whole area–including miles of ocean all around–with full signal.
But now, coming back to this place, everything was different–none of it felt the same anymore.
Right now, Ian’s phone was switched off, and the internet across the entire island had been completely shut down.
The only lifeline left to the outside world was Mitchell’s phone.
Since last night, his phone had been ringing off the hook, but Mitchell hadn’t dared to answer a single call.
Jan told Mitchell flatly, “Don’t pick up anything except work–related calls. Understand?”
With that, Jan staggered to his feet.
Mitchell could see how bad Ian looked and hurried over, worried sick.
Mitchell handed him the medicine. “Mr. Hamilton, you’ve got serious gastritis and angina. You can’t keep drinking like this–it’s dangerous. Please, you need to take your meds right now.”
Mitchell was lan’s assistant–just an ordinary employee, nothing special.
But if anything happened to lan out here, Mitchell knew he’d be the first one to take the fall–the ultimate. disposable scapegoat.
lan shoved Mitchell away, sending the medicine flying out of his hands and scattering across the floor.
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“Hang on, Mr. Hamiltont I’ll run back to the helicopter and grab another bottle, Mitchell said, barely pausing.
Mitchell dashed off to fetch the meds.
lan shumped lifelessly into the chair, completely spent.
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