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Chapter 707 Shouldn't I Be With Dalton?

Hearing that Meryl was willing to let him in, Dalton felt a flicker of hope.

He tilted his head back arrogantly, throwing a disdainful glance at the bodyguards outside the door before strolling in with an air of entitlement, even taking the liberty to shut the door behind him.

The bodyguards, not thrilled by this, immediately called

Chandler, exaggerating the situation as they reported what was happening.

Inside the room, Dalton's excitement was evident in his eyes. "Meryl, are you really divorcing Uncle Chandler?"

Meryl frowned lightly, "What does that have to do with you? Did you barge in here in the middle of the night just to talk about this?"

"Why wouldn't it have something to do with me? You married Uncle Chandler because of me in the first place." The faint smell of alcohol lingered on Dalton, but his mind seemed unusually clear. "You're finally leaving him because you realized you never loved him, right?" A glimmer of hope flickered in his gaze. "You still love me, don't

Chapter 707 Shouldn't I Be With Dalton? you? Just say the word, and I'll take you away right now."

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Meryl stared at him as if he'd completely lost his mind. "My relationship with Chandler has nothing to do with you. Dalton, can you stop letting your imagination run wild? If this is all you came here to say, then you should leave."

The light in Dalton's eyes dimmed, and his expression fell. Even if Meryl was leaving Chandler, there was no way she would choose him.

He looked at her, pain written all over his face. "Why? Why won't you give me another chance? If you just say yes, I'd love you with everything I have-even my life."

Meryl's tone was cold as she stared him down. "I already gave you your chance. In these past seven years, you had countless opportunities to prove yourself, but you never did. Dalton, it was you who chose to end our story."

Lydia was the obstacle between them. Then, he convinced himself it was Chandler. But now, he

knife was twisting in his chest. The pain was so sharp it seemed to claw

his youth had now come to such a messy, unceremonious end.

M

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stumbled out of the room, his whole demeanor lifeless,

wandering out of Meryl's room like a ghost. His eyes were vacant, his expression blank, and he didn't

door to Meryl's room. "Meryl, Dalton

off the lights. The room plunged into darkness. Meryl pulled the covers over

him, Meryl said flatly, "You've been drinking." So, he hadn't gone

deny it. "Just a

don't like the smell of

only had one bed. Chandler, tall and broad-shouldered, didn't fit well on the narrow

by her bedside and spent the night there, but it

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at his sleeve and gave it

strong. "It was Dante. He

don't care who invited you or where you went. None

Chandler tried to take her hand,

stay upright. Still, he tugged the blanket up to her shoulders, his gaze softening. "Get some rest. I'll leave you

to leave but hesitated after taking a few steps. "I'll be right outside in the hallway. If you need anything, just

let out a deep breath. She thought, "It's freezing outside. Is he really planning to spend the night

emotions unexpectedly turbulent. After twenty restless minutes, she got

hard bench

six feet tall,

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