Chapter 1795:

“You’ll hear it whether you like it or not,” Shaun retorted, his tone laced with stubborn defiance.

With another scornful huff, she raised her hand and slapped him once more.

Shaun, caught completely off guard, froze in disbelief. He cradled his stinging cheek, his words tumbling out in a stammer. “Even if I go through with the surgery, I might still be confined to a wheelchair forever. I don’t want you to be tied to me.”

Tracy’s expression remained unreadable as she lifted her hand again, poised to strike.

“Stop, stop, stop! I’ll keep my mouth shut!” Shaun recoiled, shrinking into himself, his voice tinged with panic.

Unfazed, Tracy brought her hand down with force, landing a sharp smack across his forehead.

Now truly incensed, Shaun erupted. “I never knew you had such a violent streak! How many times have you hit me now?”

reply, her silence chilling as she delivered yet another slap, this time squarely across

shielded his face with both hands, thoroughly cowed. “Alright, alright! Just tell me what you want me to

me,” Tracy said icily, her voice cutting like a winter wind. “Or I’ll slap you

exposed right cheek with a resounding

before whispering hoarsely, “Fetch Elyse.” Too frail to rise, Tracy fumbled with her phone and sent a

landed on the vivid red marks blooming across Shaun’s face. “You… were you… struck?” she asked, her voice trembling with


his hands, mumbling, “I

and teased, “You ran into something hard enough to leave

world of fiction at

his arms and huffed. “Yeah, well…

the knowing glint in her eyes said she wasn’t fooled.

eyes. Satisfied that she had made her point, she didn’t waste another breath on Shaun. Instead, she slowly rose to her feet, preparing

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