Chater 11 When Theo heard the phrase "breaking up," his dark eyes lit up slightly.

Right after that, Benson's furious roar echoed from outside the door.

"Breaking up? Ha! Honestly, I've been tired of you for a long time. If you hadn't clung to me so desperately, I wouldn't have looked at you twice!"

He scoffed. "Sophie is gentle and kind, unlike you. You're petty and vicious, and you can't even compare to her little finger! You're dull and stupid. I'd love to see who would ever like you after leaving me!"

Each word that left Benson's mouth felt like a thorn, piercing deep into Sierra's heart. She bit her lip hard and clenched her fists tightly.

So, that's how he saw her. Benson never truly liked her.

"Bastard!"

A chilling voice rang out beside her. Theo's face darkened as he reached for the door. Sierra panicked and grabbed his hand.

"Don't," she whispered, shaking her head gently, her reddened eyes carrying a silent plea.

was fully aware of how disheveled she looked. The last thing she wanted was to

already in a position that

brows furrowed deeply, his fury so intense that

like this? If he had known things

at the sight of her

died down did the tension in Sierra's body ease. Yet, she still felt as

fine now. You

as she spoke and let go of his hand. Then, Theo

at him, a trace of displeasure in

tears at the corner of her eye. His deep voice was soft and gentle. "Do you want to give

him in surprise. He was Benson's uncle. Shouldn't

stand for what's right, not for blood

the doubt in her heart,

was self-aware enough to know that no matter how terrible Benson was, he was still a

need. I have nothing to do with him

lips pressed into a thin line, and after a few

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