Trash Husband, I'm the Top novel Chapter 240

“I’m a person too, you know. I have feelings. I get hurt just like anyone else.”

She was trembling with anger, pain twisting inside her until she could barely breathe.

“Let go of me,” she demanded, her voice shaking. “Let go!”

She couldn’t calm down. All she wanted was to spill out the injustice that had been festering inside her and get as far away from this place as possible.

Daniel’s arms were like iron bars around her, refusing to budge. He was terrified of letting go—especially since she was pregnant. Getting this worked up couldn’t be good for her, or for the baby.

But he was overwhelmed, helpless, when suddenly Hans strode in. Without a word, he brought the edge of his hand down sharply on the back of Nora’s neck.

Her rage vanished in an instant as her knees buckled and she slumped in Daniel’s arms.

“Aurora,” Daniel whispered, cradling her.

Hans went to fetch a doctor.

When the doctor came and gave her another sedative, Daniel finally allowed himself to unclench. He stared at Nora’s pale face on the hospital bed, his heart aching with guilt and helplessness.

Hans stood by the doorway, arms folded, a wry half-smile on his lips. “I thought she already knew what was going on,” he remarked, unable to hide his surprise. “I didn’t realize you made this decision behind her back, Daniel.”

Daniel’s expression shifted—embarrassment, then resignation, finally settling into a cold calm.

“My terms haven’t changed, Hans. Not now, not ever,” he said quietly. “If you want Monica Payne to walk away unharmed, you’ll marry Eleanor.”

Hans raised his eyebrows, considering. “You still have feelings for Eleanor, don’t you?” He was blunt as always.

Otherwise, Hans couldn’t make sense of Daniel’s fixation on her—why he would go this far, even if it meant hurting the woman by his side.

“Look, three years ago, when we went abroad, maybe I embarrassed you. But I broke things off with Eleanor a long time ago. You could always go after her again if you wanted.”

He cast a pitying glance at Nora. “What you’re doing to her—it’s cruel, Daniel.”

Daniel rubbed his forehead. “Cruel?”

He hated that word.

Hans nodded. “Yeah. Cruel. Ms. Cooper nearly fell from the tenth floor, and in the end she’s just a pawn in someone else’s game. Isn’t that cruel?”

“I’ve said it before. I cared about Eleanor, sure, but not enough to marry her. And as far as our families’ business goes, nobody needs this marriage to seal the partnership.”

Daniel stayed silent, fists clenched until his knuckles turned white.

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