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.”

settled over Farrah. She smiled faintly, her eyes meeting his without

faltered, momentarily speechless, struck

with you, you’ll threaten me with the consequences

really staying here?” Felipe’s temper frayed, his voice

Farrah’s tone was

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fury. The tension in the air grew so sharp it almost felt like frost. He

sir.” The bodyguards moved swiftly, storming into

We’ll handle this,” one of Freya’s bodyguards instructed urgently. “Make sure

nodded quickly and retreated, knowing she’d only be a hindrance

way. Farrah’s side only had three men, one of whom had gone out that morning to buy

the upper hand, allowing him to break through and charge at the

later, the door remained shut—stubborn,

frustration. What kind of ridiculous door was this?

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