Chapter 392 Hide the Knife

None of it mattered.

Finished

David wasn’t just possessive–he was suffocating. Alive or dead, he wanted her bound to him forever.

As she remained silent, he turned and walked toward the bathroom.

Just as the door swung shut, he spoke. “I misunderstood you and Cameron. I’m sorry”

The door clicked closed.

Caroline stood frozen.

Had I just heard that right?Had I imagined that? David had apologized? How rare.

She stared at the door for a long time before exhaling.

“If a simple sorry could fix everything…” She sighed, letting the rest of the sentence fade into silence.

She walked over to the bed.

The sheets had been changed, carrying a faint, fresh scent.

For a long moment, she didn’t move. Then, with practiced ease, she reached under the pillow and pulled out a slender knife.

still

had already made up her mind. If David tried to force himself on her again

just endure

the knife couldn’t truly harm him, she would show him she

carefully hid

she could feel the tension gripping her

onto her side, and pretended to

bathroom

mattress shifted as David sat down beside

an arm wrapped around

you sleeping so far away?” he

still, keeping her

you’re awake. Your body is too tense, and your brows are furrowed. You don’t want to see me, and you definitely don’t want to talk to me.” His

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Caroline was a little

wrong, but she

side, looking so comfortable together. It was unbearable,” he continued, his voice lower now, rough. “You belong to me. No other man should be by your side. When that possessiveness takes hold, I lose control. But the truth

once, his tone lacked its usual arrogance. But

everything. The best restaurants, the most extravagant jewelry, the rarest limited–edition handbags–anything

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