Obedience No More He's the One I Deserved novel Chapter 92

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Truth was, Dawn didn’t just miss him. The night before, she’d even dreamed about Ethan- though it hadn’t been a good dream. Still, she had no plans to tell him that.

“What do you mean?” she asked.

Ethan sighed. “I miss you. Very much. In every way.”

A warm, tingling feeling spread through Dawn’s chest. She didn’t know what to say. But she didn’t hate hearing it either.

Just as she opened her mouth, a car swerved from the next lane. Maybe the road had ice, maybe not–but it slammed straight into her left rear bumper.

Dawn gasped, heart racing, and checked the rearview mirror.

Her stomach dropped.

That wasn’t an accident. The car was aiming for her. And it was trying again.

She floored the gas pedal. Her voice shook. “Ethan. I have to go. Something’s wrong.”

Ethan’s tone snapped tight. “What happened?”

“I don’t know…” Dawn forced herself to stay calm, eyes darting between the road and the mirror. “There’s a car behind me. I can’t see the plate. He’s trying to hit me.”

Ethan clenched his jaw hard enough to ache. He pressed the button for his office line.

“Do you know where you are right now?”

“Yes,”

Dawn read the exit sign up ahead, then rasped, “Don’t worry. There’s a toll station right in front of me. I’ll be fine.”

Even now, she was trying to calm him.

Just then, Oliver walked into the office. Ethan scrawled the address onto a notepad, shoved it over, and said low and sharp, “Call the cops. Dawn’s on this road, driving a white Maserati.”

His steady, commanding voice carried through the phone, and somehow it calmed Dawn. She fixed her eyes on the toll booths ahead. They were close now.

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The car behind her sped up again, swerving like it wouldn’t quit until she crashed.

Veins pulsed at Dawn’s temple. She gritted her teeth and shot forward.

The toll gates were right there.

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At the last second, the SUV behind her jerked hard, spun around, and roared off onto a side

lane.

Dawn slammed her brakes between two entrances. Only then did she realize her hands and legs were trembling.

Who in the world wants me dead?

“Dawn! Dawn!” Ethan’s voice was rough with panic through her earpiece.

She dragged in a breath, steadied herself, and pulled the phone down. “I’m okay … he’s gone.”

Ethan let out a hard breath. His voice came back hoarse. “Are you at the toll station right now?”

“Yes…”

“Good. Stay put. I’ll send someone to get you.”

Dawn glanced at the road the SUV had taken. It was a one–way stretch that led straight to Riverbend Ring Road. He couldn’t circle back quickly even if he wanted to.

She exhaled. “I can drive myself home. Don’t worry.”

She kept insisting she was fine. And honestly, she’d rather get home fast than sit there shaking in fear. The neighborhood had good security. Hannah was waiting inside.

Ethan finally gave in. “Fine. But call me the second you get there.”

“Okay,”

“I’ll have Tony stay at your place tonight.”

Tony? At our house? Dawn hesitated, then shrugged inwardly. There were plenty of guest rooms. “Alright.”

Ethan went on, giving her a string of warnings, until the highway cops came over to check on her. Only then did she hang up.

She gave the officers a quick rundown. They wrote everything down.

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“Drive carefully,” one of them said. “At busy junctions like this, one slip can turn into a wreck. And this isn’t a parking spot either.”

“Right, sorry. Thank you.” Dawn gave an apologetic smile.

They waved her off.

Between Ethan’s steady voice and the officers‘ matter–of–fact attitude, the fear inside her eased. She pulled back onto the road.

She stuck to the bigger highways, which added a few extra miles, but soon she was turning into her neighborhood.

The sight of the security guard at the gate finally let her relax.

She sent Ethan a text, then drove in. Her phone buzzed with a WhatsApp reply, but she didn’t check it right away. First, she parked.

When she stepped out, ready to read Ethan’s message, a call popped up instead.

“Hello, is this Ms. Porter?”

“Yes. Who’s this?”

“I have a delivery for you. Cash on delivery. I’m standing at your front door. Please come out and sign.”

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