Chapter 65

The temperature on winter nights quietly dropped.

The cold wind slipped through the cracks in the stairwell, making Katniss shiver.

Katniss quickly ran up to the second floor. The lights were off. She fumbled for her keys in her pocket while exhaling a breath.

The voice-activated light on the stairs flicked on.

Katniss stopped in her tracks, her eyes locking onto Desmond, who was waiting at her door.

Katniss frowned, her face turning cold as she walked up.

"What are you doing here?" Katniss's face was fair and delicate like porcelain due to the cold weather, shedding the dullness and vulgarity she had at the Manners Villa. She was still young, her face tender, but you could imagine how stunning she'd be in a year when she fully matured.

Desmond held a cigarette between his fingers, the gray smoke rising and blurring his unreadable face.

"Katniss, stay away from my brother." Desmond took a deep drag of his cigarette, feeling a bit regretful about his earlier thoughts.

What was he even thinking?

Even if Katniss grew to be more beautiful than Clara, so what? A person's kind nature is far more important.

To him, Katniss was a gold-digger with a heart of ice, while Clara was a diamond in the rough, with genuine kindness.

Hearing Desmond's words, Katniss ignored him.

She opened the door with her key and was about to close it when Desmond forcefully blocked it with his hand and wedged half his body inside.

Desmond's eyes were sharp as he said coldly, "Katniss, did you hear what I said?"

annoyed. Was Desmond out of his

stopped approaching him and Clara, but now Desmond came over late at

sick, go see a doctor. Who I'm with has nothing to do with you."

are you an idiot? That's my brother. Do you think it has nothing to do with me?" Desmond's expression was irritable as he kicked the door Katniss

past life to now, Katniss never quite understood the complex relationship between

her previous life, after Maximilian died, the Boleyn family members

the entire Boleyn family had been anticipating

she overheard relatives from Desmond's mother's side saying that with Maximilian dead, and

a struggle for inheritance, so it was normal for Desmond's relatives

her heart was full of Desmond, so she

back now, Maximilian was too outstanding. Even though his illness, Desmond could never match

with Maximilian's death could Desmond rise to

cold wind blowing through the building felt even more piercing. "Don't you find

you mean?" Desmond

calmly, "Maximilian is gravely ill. The ones who most wish for

Hamilton family, though large, had only two legitimate heirs: Maximilian and Desmond, who was once an illegitimate

her by the neck, gritting his teeth. "My brother's illness has been there since birth. If you don't

slender neck felt as fragile as a

is from birth, but what about his leg?" Katniss struggled to

changed, and he

few steps, glaring at Desmond

from my brother. If you think you can become my sister-in-law, you're dreaming." Desmond's tone was icy, "If I see you clinging to my brother

the obvious marks on her neck. She leaned against the wall, trembling, and laughed bitterly, "Desmond, what gives you

that don't belong

you mean by things don't belong to me? My biological parents, my four brothers, and you, my ex-fiancé? Was it my fault that I was switched at birth? Did I choose

birth, she grew up in the countryside. Because she was a girl, her family couldn't afford to send her to school. After elementary school, her foster parents wanted her to go work

was a people-pleaser, a yes-man, with no knowledge or education. Was it her

She had no choice!

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