Chapter 986 A Thorn In The Heart

Eunice pressed her face against the door, listening carefully to the sounds outside.

She wasn't being melodramatic, intentionally causing a fuss.

It was because Bailey had a pair of piercing, sharp eyes. Eunice dared not show her face in front of her, fearing the latter might discern something.

She had just arrived there, completely unaware of the situation inside. She would have to wait a few days, gradually figuring things out, before she could proceed with her next move.

However, at the moment, Cameron was her only support. She must firmly hold onto him, making him trust her without a doubt.

Only in this way could she do what she wanted under his protection.

Realizing that Bailey had already left, she shakily opened the door.

“C-Cameron, I'm sorry. I'm too filthy, and I feel inferior. I don't want to face them, I...”

Cameron stepped forward, disregarding her resistance, and forcefully pulled her into his embrace.

“Blaze, I'm sorry. I've been such a jerk. If I had understood my own heart sooner and lived a good life with you in the Yablon residence, you wouldn't have fallen into the trap set by Kurt because of chasing after me. You're not tainted. In my heart, you've always been the purest girl. Once we've sorted everything out here, I'll take you to meet my parents. Shall we settle our marriage then?”

Eunice clung tightly to his shirt, her little face buried in his chest, faintly revealing a ferocious expression.

She wasn't jealous because she didn't fancy Cameron.

She was simply jealous—jealous of the woman called Blaze.

Even though she had been thoroughly tainted by Kurt, Cameron, the heir of the internationally renowned Yablon family, still treated her like a treasure in his palm.

On the one hand, there was Kurt, who was willing to brave dangers for her and risk being seen through as he traded Eunice in her stead. He had made up his mind to marry her and make her the matriarch of the White family.

On the other hand, Cameron didn't care that she bore the marks of other men all over her body as he held her in his arms, promising her a lifetime of peace.

How could she not envy such a woman?

you. I'm not worthy

“Blaze...”

he looked at her. His voice was low and hoarse as he continued, “Can you please stop belittling yourself? You endured all those hardships to save me. If even you are not worthy of me,

trembling, thin lips slowly inched closer and

him away, she flung

thing was colorless and odorless, so

the fragrance, the way he looked at her became even more intense because images of her chasing after him all those

him, but he rejected her. Year after year, day after day, whether in stormy weather or under clear skies,

scene caused him heartache

her earlier and held her tightly in my

“Blaze, I'm sorry...”

lost in a daze, his eyes filled with pain and the

regarded her as Blaze. Every time he looked at her face, he was constantly filled

of this sedative fragrance was to infinitely magnify the thing one least wanted to

pursued him relentlessly, without any

would become a thorn at the tip of his heart, deeply piercing into

still, without hesitation, trade myself for the antidote. No

and his voice

Please, no more words. I promise you that

he finished speaking, he leaned in to kiss her brows and then her eyelids. As he gently caressed her cheeks, his movements were

the thin, hyper-realistic mask on her face, and she

Stay away. Don't touch me. Please don't touch me.

being lost in her own thoughts, stumbling back into a corner. Sliding down the wall, she curled up on the floor, hugging her knees as

sensitive and constantly being reminded of those endless torments, Cameron felt his heart shatter in an

should he soothe her physical and

Kurt...

Kurt White...

fists tightly, his

poison in the world, make him live a life worse than death or living

I won't touch you. I won't touch you anymore. Calm down, Blaze, just

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