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.

was still

up her mind. If David tried to force himself on her

wouldn’t just

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

carefully hid it

the tension gripping her body. There was no

curled onto

exit the bathroom

shifted as David sat down

an arm wrapped around her waist, pulling

so far away?” he muttered. “You’re practically falling off the

stayed still, keeping

and you definitely don’t want to talk to me.” His voice was calm, but there was an edge of frustration beneath it. “I shouldn’t have

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mistake. Caroline was a little surprised but still chose

wrong, but she

saw you sitting with another man, side by 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 is… all I’ve ever wanted is for you to see me,

tone lacked its usual arrogance. But

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