The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance

Chapter 707

Tears streamed down Candida's cheeks, falling in heavy drops.

A deep sense of helplessness washed over her she simply wasn't strong

enough.

"Karl, for all those years I stood by you, cared for you... I'm begging you, please— don't hurt Star, okay? Please... I'll go back with you right now. I won't say another word about breaking up."

Karl's eyes narrowed. "You'd beg me for a woman as insignificant as her?"

He knew better than anyone how proud Candida was. Even when she'd hit rock bottom, desperate and alone, she'd never once pleaded for mercy. She'd always known that if she did, he would cave-yet she'd chosen to sleep on park benches rather than send him a single message. She'd even blocked his number, cutting him off completely.

And now, for the sake of a woman he saw as nothing more than an insect, she was begging?

Karl's face darkened with a mix of shock and fury.

was not like other people. There was no comparison- he wouldn't allow it. Anyone who dared

his gaze

don't you realize? The more you care about someone, the more you beg for them, the more I

them easily pinned Candida's arms behind her back. She

ungrateful bastard, I'll never

on, expressionless, unmoved by her fury. To him, threats and

weak were nothing but impotent

this far-she was, after all, his girlfriend. But just a little taste of freedom, and Candida's heart had already slipped away from

If he hurt Stella, made an example of her-maybe that would finally get through to Candida. He wanted her to know: anyone she tried to depend on would only end up suffering. There was nowhere for

didn't care. He doubted she was any better than

second bodyguard was already closing in on Stella. As he grabbed her wrist, someone tapped him lightly on the shoulder.

that split second, Stella whipped a can of pepper spray from her purse and unleashed it straight into

his face in agony.

kick sent him flying