The Unwanted Daughter When Love Comes Too Late novel Chapter 315

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Chapter 315 It Hurts

Chapter 315 It Hurts

When Tracy finished speaking, she held out the chip in her bloody hand.

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Ronald knew how important it was. But he didn’t take it. He didn’t even glance at it. Instead, he turned away, grabbed the first–aid kit, and began bandaging her wound.

Feeling his quiet care, Tracy’s gaze softened. “I’m fine. The chip wasn’t buried that deep. It didn’t hurt.”

“How could it not hurt?” Ronald’s voice was low, almost muffled.

The cut was at least an inch deep, maybe more. And it was on the inside of her thigh–one of the most tender, vulnerable spots. Of course it hurt.

Ronald worked carefully, his touch gentle, like he was handling fragile glass. The place he had to treat was private, but his movements were respectful. No hint of desire.

When he was done, he looked her straight in the eye, his face deadly serious.

“You can forget the pain of the past. Slowly, but you can. Pain like this–you don’t have to hold it in. You can cry. You can scream. You never have to stay silent again.”

He paused, voice soft but firm. “They gave their lives to get you out. Because they wanted you to forget that nightmare … and start fresh.”

His words were like a small wooden mallet tapping her heart–light, but enough to make it ache.

Her nose stung, her eyes

watered again.

“Yeah … it hurts. It hurts a lot.”

Of course it did. She wasn’t numb. She wasn’t immune.

She had just forced herself to believe she didn’t feel pain–because there was no one she could cry to. No one would comfort her.

Watching her fragile expression, Ronald felt a sharp sting in his chest, like something had pierced straight through him.

He reached out and wiped her tears away with his thumb. His voice was soft, almost a vow. “I won’t let you get hurt again.”

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As he spoke, he leaned in slowly and pressed a gentle, respectful kiss to her forehead.

Tracy didn’t move away.

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She had never hated Ronald. His heart was honest and pure. The two years in the Academy hadn’t made her cold to everyone–because Derek and the others had taught her how to treat sincerity.

She never betrayed true kindness. Not his, not her own.

Ronald’s heart leapt when she didn’t pull back. A bright smile spread across his face. His eyes sparkled.

“CeeCee, do you believe I can make the Academy pay?”

Tracy didn’t speak. But she nodded.

Seeing this, Ronald squeezed her hand tighter. “Then leave everything about the Academy to me. Pretend you know nothing. Just focus on your path.”

That way, if he ever lost to the Academy, at least Tracy would still have a way out.

Tracy wasn’t naive. She understood the unspoken part of his words.

But she didn’t argue. She knew her limits. For the first 18 years of her life, she had been raised in comfort, shielded from the world. Even if she had some wits, she was no match for an enemy like the Academy.

Not getting in Ronald’s way was the best help she could give him.

Tracy rested at home for two days to heal. Then she threw herself back into work.

Just like she and Ronald had agreed–he would handle the Academy, while she focused on taking over the Jackman Enterprise, and slowly worked to fulfill Derek and the others‘ final wishes.

But first, Tracy went to the hospital to see Erin’s body.

To be honest, it felt unreal. Erin was just … dead.

Tracy had suffered countless times because of her. Franklin and Walter had been murdered by Erin’s own hands. And now Erin was gone–killed in an accident–before Tracy could even

take her

revenge.

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Chapter 315 It Hurts

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