After being reborn, I make up my mind to stop chasing after my husband and daughter

Chapter 552

Staring back at me was Edward–his face cold and commanding.

‘It’s not Ryan… I really got the wrong person,‘ I realized, stunned.

“It’s you…” I blurted out, startled, stumbling back.

Edward stared at me coldly, his eyes burning with fury. The next second, he grabbed my hand without hesitation and dragged me toward a black van parked nearby. One of his bodyguards quietly brought my coat and purse into the car.

I tried to resist, wanting to get out, but Edward leaned in and whispered harshly in my ear, “Victoria, is breaking up really that hard for you? Do you have to treat yourself like this?”

“I’m not,” I denied quickly.

Edward let out a cold laugh. “You can’t even tell me apart from Ryan, and you’re still acting tough?”

The car started moving, and I didn’t dare try to jump out. I slumped back in my seat, staring straight

ahead.

“Were you following me again?” I snapped, furious. Being watched like that just pisses me off.

Edward glanced out the window with a huff. “I was just worried about you.”

“Don’t worry, I’m not going to do anything stupid,” I said with a bitter smile. “Don’t use that as an

excuse.”

sighed. “I’m worried the Chamberlain Family might make

snapped me out of my drunken haze. I

Then, with a hint of annoyance, he turned to the window. “Look at you

brushed my hair back and rubbed my aching head. “You mentioned the Chamberlain Family. Are they really

hope I’m just overthinking it, but honestly, you winning over Ryan is basically

and I fell silent for

too dangerous

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This was serious–my life was on the line, and

you even go?” Edward raised an eyebrow, chuckling lightly. “Now you want

mess. Yesterday, he never said anything about running–just

Ryan about this,” I said, trying to sober up–I really didn’t

like striking a match to a fuse. It’ll blow up into something much worse, you get that?” Edward’s cold voice snapped me back

stared at him,

out and softly brushed his fingers across my chilly

your own.”

not some toy for you

laughed at that, like he

I just closed my eyes, plotting my

you think doesn’t fit your age–there’s something about that contrast that’s