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.”

smiled faintly, her eyes meeting his without fear. “If you’re still

momentarily speechless, struck by her

back 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

Felipe’s temper frayed, his voice

was icy—calm,

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

bodyguards moved swiftly, storming into

Freya’s bodyguards instructed urgently. “Make

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

blocked his way. Farrah’s side only had three men, one of whom

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

ten minutes later, the door remained shut—stubborn, solid, and

ridiculous door was this? Why wouldn’t it budge? Was it

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