Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 584:

Brook’s words struck a chord in Corrie’s heart. Seizing her handbag, she hurled it at him with no mercy.

With a deft catch, Brook held the handbag and taunted her, a smirk on his face. “Oh, did I strike a nerve? You know, no man really likes a vicious woman like yourself.”

Corrie let out a mocking laugh. “Like? Why would I need a man to like me? What good does his liking do me? If he can’t offer me anything I value, why should his feelings matter?”

Brook calmly brushed off Corrie’s hand and wiped his own with a tissue, eyes full of disdain. “Well, since you’re so determined, I wish you all the best.”

Stung by his dismissive tone, Corrie clenched her fists, watching him walk away.

She took a deep breath, slowly releasing it, trying to steady her emotions. “It doesn’t matter, Corrie,” she whispered to herself. “You haven’t done anything wrong. Isn’t this just how it works in our world? Everything revolves around gains. True virtue? That’s a luxury only those at the top can afford. The rest of us? We do what we must to survive. Yes, you’re doing just fine.”

Corrie calmed herself, banishing the turmoil that had built up in her heart. She mustered a smile and left the study.

Upon entering the dining room, she noticed that dinner was just being served.

Corrie settled at the table. Seeing Enzo start his meal, she followed suit.

up at Brook and Corrie, seated next to each other, and asked in an offhand manner, “How are things between you two? You’ve been

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about Enzo’s intentions. Was he pushing

“Corrie and I are taking our time. Two months barely scratches the surface of getting to know each other. Besides, I’ve been swamped with work lately, so marriage isn’t something

steak before adding, “You should consider moving things along, though. Neither of you is getting

agreement.

finished eating, Enzo made it clear he had no intention of holding them up any longer, urging them to leave without

you. A man of your sort doesn’t deserve me in the slightest. I’d rather choose

me. Go ahead, find someone else. Just stop haunting me. I have no interest

saying that because

brakes so

cliff loomed dangerously close. One more moment of driving, and they could plunge

in panic, “Are you out of your damned mind? Can you even drive

coldly and remarked, “If you dislike me so much, you shouldn’t be in my

widening. “I merely mentioned that you’re impotent. Did my words hit a nerve? You aren’t really

capture anyone’s interest. And yet, you aspire to charm a man from my clan? Do you really think you’re