Chapter 545:

“Does it even matter?” Farrah responded, intentionally keeping him talking, buying herself time. Her voice remained steady, though tension simmered just beneath the surface. Only Freya’s arrival could truly change things. “You tried to force me into an abortion, didn’t you?”

Felipe’s mouth went dry. He remained silent, the weight of his mistake pressing on him, tightening around his chest like a vice.

Still, he tried to justify himself. “Jocelyn told me your health wasn’t fit for a pregnancy. I didn’t see any other option.”

“And someone else’s words decide whether my baby lives or dies?” Farrah’s voice was sharp, her tone unwavering. “Don’t you find that absurd?”

“Farrah…”

“I’m not going back with you. Just go.”

Felipe’s patience snapped. Her growing resistance made his voice drop, tinged with threat. “You should know exactly what happens when I’m pushed too far.”

her eyes meeting his without fear. “If you’re still like this, why would I

speechless, struck

just to make me suffer, right?” Her words stung, each one like a lash. “Every time I don’t agree with you, you’ll threaten me with the consequences of pushing your

you’re really staying here?” Felipe’s

tone was icy—calm, composed,

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clenched his fists, his eyes cold with fury. The tension in the air grew so sharp it almost felt like frost.

bodyguards moved swiftly, storming into the villa without

Welch, head inside. We’ll handle this,” one of Freya’s bodyguards instructed urgently. “Make sure all the

quickly and retreated, knowing she’d

side only had three men, one of whom had gone out that morning to

Felipe had come prepared—eight strong. That gave him the upper hand, allowing him to break through and charge at the villa, kicking the door

door

ridiculous door was this? Why

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