Chapter 988:

Two more games followed the same pattern. Each time, Daxton was on the verge of victory, only to make a baffling, almost childlike mistake at the crucial moment.

Carrie’s amusement faded, replaced by an unsettling realization. The warmth in her eyes disappeared, leaving only a cold, detached expression.

Daxton gathered the pieces back into the box, glancing up at her with a casual smile. “One more round?”

Carrie stood abruptly. Her voice was quiet but firm. “What’s the point of this?”

Something in her tone made Daxton pause.

His expression shifted slightly, confusion flashing across his face. “What do you mean?”

She met his gaze without hesitation. “Daxton, I’m not stupid. What’s the point of playing if you’re just going to let me win?”

every game, but he had never gone easy on her. Every match had been a true battle—a clash

She had studied his tactics, analyzed her own weaknesses, and gradually, she had found a way to fight

yes. Even resentment at times. But each loss had been real. Each lesson had

before Daxton, she felt none of that. Instead, she felt belittled. As if her effort didn’t deserve to be taken seriously. As if she were just a

realized something—when she had unconsciously compared Kristopher and

two men against each other, Daxton always seemed to come out on

hair with his usual warmth. “What are you talking about?” he said lightly. “It’s just a game. Do we really need to treat it like a championship match? I just wanted to make you happy, but instead, I made you upset. That’s on me.” He took her hand in his, guiding it toward his

feel better, you

of her daze, frowning. “What are

against his cheek, holding it there as he looked at her with a playful glint in

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took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down. “I’m sorry,” she murmured. “You’re right. It’s just

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