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I fluttered my lashes and deliberately looked away, trying to sound casual. “Um… that… about Jessica Sullivan. What is going on with her?”
It wasn’t entirely a lie. The woman who had kidnapped Grace and nearly stabbed me was certainly on my mind, though not as prominently as Ethan’s disturbing behavior.
Connor’s lips curled into a faint, meaningful smile. “Are you jealous?” he teased softly.
I puffed my cheeks, feigning indifference. “No way. I just never heard you mention her before, so I’m asking.”
But as I recalled how that woman had kidnapped Grace and nearly stabbed me with a silver dagger, my jealousy quickly transformed into righteous fury. My amber eyes flashed with anger.
“Where did you pick up such a deranged admirer? How can she be so crazy?”
Connor beckoned me closer with a gentle gesture. Obediently, I moved to sit next to his hospital bed, still pouting slightly.
He took my delicate hand in his, his tone becoming serious. “She was my high school classmate. Back then, she was fervently pursuing me. I rejected her clearly. Then, in college, she kept chasing after me, but I never gave her any hope.”
I lowered my gaze, lips pressed together. “That’s it?” I questioned, unconvinced.
Connor gently pinched my cheek, his smile softening. “That’s all. We barely talked.
Didn’t even exchange contact info.”
Still skeptical, I pressed on, “Then how could she persist for ten years? That’s not ten days or ten months.”
Connor sighed helplessly. “How would I know? Everyone around me knew how cold I was to her. In ten years, I barely said a few words.”
I leaned in with feigned accusation, my voice playful but sharp, “Barely? How many, exactly?”
He couldn’t help but laugh. “Five… six… seven… eight sentences, maybe.” put on a deliberately unreasonable face. “Why say so much to her, huh?”
Amusement and indulgence filled Connor’s ice-blue eyes at my cute jealousy. His voice was filled with pampering warmth.
“Nothing important. Just back in high school, when she confessed a few times, I turned her down politely. After that, we barely spoke.”
My tone softened but my suspicion remained. “So you truly had no feelings for her? She’s quite pretty, after all.”
“
Connor’s gaze was deep and unwavering. “None whatsoever. Because my heart had already been occupied by someone else long ago.”
I pressed coyly, “Someone else? Who might that be?”
He chuckled, “Who do you think?”
I mumbled, “If you don’t tell me, how would I know?” My amber eyes were bright with barely concealed interest.
In Connor’s eyes, my sulky and coquettish demeanor seemed to melt his heart completely. He softly admitted, “Besides you, there has never been anyone else.”
I looked away with a blush. Still, I couldn’t help but think aloud, “When she confessed to you, you were in high school. I was just a little girl then.”
The implication hung heavy between us – surely he didn’t harbor feelings for me so early?
Connor admitted, “I had no intention of dating anyone during high school.”
This sparked my curiosity even further. With my amber eyes blinking, I asked directly,
“Then, when did you start liking me?”
Connor searched his memories. “At first, I truly just saw you as a little sister from a neighboring pack. But when you were in high school, and that bully Liam Davidson harassed you… after I beat him up, I realized my feelings had changed.”
I pursed my lips, half reproachful, half shy. “You hid it well.”
He reached out to ruffle my soft honey-brown hair, eyes full of tenderness. “I had to wait for you to grow up.”
A trace of sadness flashed in his gaze. “Once you graduated college, I immediately asked your father for your hand in marriage. But you refused and even ran away from your pack.”
My cheeks flushed with guilt. I looked away, muttering, “I… I thought my dad was sacrificing me for the pack alliance. How was I supposed to know you’d been planning this all along? You didn’t tell me anything. So unfair…”
Suddenly, Connor made a pained face and hissed, “Ow, my wound really hurts.”
I panicked instantly, eyes darting to his injury. “Did you’move and tear it? I’ll call the doctor!”
Instead, he pulled me gently into his arms, chin resting on my head. His low voice was soft and coaxing.
“Just hold me a bit and it won’t hurt anymore.”
I laughed, realizing his little trick. “You’re teasing me.”
“I’m not,” he murmured, stroking my hair gently. “It really hurts. Be good, let me hold you, then it won’t hurt.”
I nestled quietly into his embrace, feeling his heartbeat and scent envelop me. In his arms, I momentarily forgot all my troubles, including Ethan’s disturbing words. Connor’s warmth was like a shield, protecting me from the chaos that seemed determined to follow us.
(Ethan’s POV)
I stumbled through the hotel lobby, my head pounding from a night of heavy drinking. The memory of Olivia’s car lurching toward me, the cold determination in her amber eyes as she rejected me completely-it was all too much.
“Mr. Grey.”
A crisp female voice cut through my alcohol-induced haze. I turned, surprised to see a young woman draped head-to-toe in luxury brands. Her face was unfamiliar, though something about her appearance suggested connections to the Rivers family.
“Do we know each other?” I asked, approaching warily.
The woman leaned back lazily on the sofa, raising her chin slightly. “We’re about to.”
Her confidence was irritating, but I was intrigued enough to sit across from her. My tone remained guarded.
“Who are you?”
She smiled faintly. “Natalie Hughes, the adopted daughter of the Grey pack.”
I frowned, instantly alert. “Grey pack? You mean Connor Rivers’ pack?”
“That’s right,” Natalie confirmed lightly, then dropped her proposition. “Care to orking with me?” sed, I asked bluntly, “What kind of cooperation?”
Her lips curled with a cold sneer. “To break apart Connor Rivers and Olivia Winters.”
I scrutinized her suspiciously. This could easily be a trap, some kind of test from the
Rivers family.
“And why should I believe you?”
Natalie let out a short laugh. “Because the one I love is Connor Rivers. No one wants them torn apart more than I do.”
She extended a business card toward me. “I know you’ve been desperately seeking investment lately for your business ventures. Contact this person – he’ll invest in your company.”
Her eyes narrowed with calculation. “But… the condition for that investment is simple: work with me to destroy their relationship.”
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