Love My Ex-Wife 126

Chapter 126 I Hope You Can Be Tough

Claire gasped, "Frederick!"

As she realized her pleas for mercy were falling on deaf ears, a sense of defiance began to stir within her.

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Yet, injured and vulnerable, how could she possibly fight back? The disparity in their strength, a man against a woman, was starkly evident.

The moment she attempted to shift, Frederick's grip on her thigh tightened effortlessly, as if he were merely adjusting his hold. She found herself completely immobilized.

"Claire," he said with a smug expression, "as a woman, I think it would be wise for you to be more sensible. Don't you realize that the more you resist, the more you ignite a man's desire to conquer? Or are you trying to provoke my desire to dominate you?" His arrogance was palpable.

Claire had always adored him, chasing after him since childhood, and now she understood that all her efforts were indeed meant to draw his attention and provoke his possessive instincts.

Every year, on his birthday, she would surprise him with the most astonishing gifts.

. Chapter 126 I Hope You Can Be Tough

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don't want to be your plaything, anymore," the continued. "After everything I've been through,

toyed with me left me utterly drained; I really don't wish

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just me repaying

grip on Frederick's hand and let

there, staring at him with an expression as calm as a

observed Claire intently, beneath her grandiose words about debts and roles lay an undeniable

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she had clung to him like

like yet another scheme designed to ensnare

that so?" he mused with an amused glint in his eye. "Very well then; just submit

as he began to

few swift motions, he stripped

as she lay exposed on the bed,

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glided from her fingertips, tracing a path up her arms, over her shoulders, along her

featherlight, sending shivers coursing through Claire's

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