Chapter 1193:

“Because I could use a little lapdog.”

Suddenly, his hand shot up and clamped around her jaw.

The pressure was unbearable; she let out a muffled whimper. But the glare in his eyes rooted her in place like ice in her veins.

He forced her chin up, examining her features with unsettling focus.

“This face… looks about eighty percent like Sadie,” he murmured, tracing a path across her cheek with a ghost of a touch, though his expression stayed as frozen as ever.

Hailey’s hands balled into fists, nails digging so deep into her palms they nearly broke the skin.

Mortification surged through her—a raw, searing shame, unlike anything she’d ever known.

A remarkable doctor at Rosewood Hospital. When had anyone ever dared

couldn’t even

skin. If she pushed him too

love and mania. Still, no matter how far

beneath this. She

had only one card left—and

same hand that had just cut off her air moments

slowly to her face, she pressed it to her cheek, lips curling into a practiced, delicate smile. Her words

“If…”

face you want, Mr. Howe… then I’ll stay. I’ll stay with you.”

nearly killed you. I can’t stand him either. Tossed me aside

live on

near-replica of the woman he loved, now putting

a snap of revulsion, he jerked his hand free and

take Sadie’s place? Don’t kid

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