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?”

as she delivered yet another slap, this time squarely across his

cowed. “Alright, alright! Just

promise you made to me,” Tracy said icily, her voice cutting like a

exposed right cheek with a resounding

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

the vivid red marks blooming


with his hands, mumbling, “I

arched an eyebrow and teased, “You ran into something hard enough to leave handprints

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arms and huffed.

didn’t press the issue, but the knowing glint in her eyes said she wasn’t fooled. “Oh, got it. Somebody needed a

an exasperated sigh and rolled her eyes. Satisfied that she had made her point, she didn’t waste another breath on Shaun. Instead, she slowly

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