The Forgotten Girl Is Back For Revenge

Chapter 152

Chapter 152

The atmosphere grew thick with tension.

Hailey gave a quiet hum, her voice steady but cold. “I don’t like you anymore.”

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As soon as the words left her mouth, the line went dead. Hailey glanced at her phone, realizing the call had ended abruptly.

She sank back onto the sofa, letting out a weary sigh. Her gaze shifted to the two meals in front of her. With a resigned frown, she decided to turn her frustration into appetite, finishing both orders in one sitting.

A knock echoed through the room after tossing the empty containers into the trash.

Hailey rose and went to the door, only to find a man standing there, his eyes cold as ice, his lips pressed tightly together. There was a hint of red at the corners of his eyes.

The man’s gaze locked onto hers, and in the split second she hesitated, he was already inside, pulling her tightly into his

arms.

“Owen,” she murmured, her hand instinctively pushing against his chest as she frowned. “What are you doing here? Didn’t I tell you? I don’t like you anymore.”

He remained silent, his expression clouded with anger and frustration.

Without a word, he swept her in his arms, carrying her straight to the bedroom.

Hailey’s heart skipped a beat as panic set in. She looked at his handsome profile, her hands pushing against him in a flurry. “Calm down, Owen!”

But Owen didn’t respond. Having ruled the business world for years, he was a man used to control, and the patience and gentleness he had once shown Hailey had worn thin.

Now, hearing her declare she no longer liked him, it was something he couldn’t accept.

His dominant nature flared up instantly, and he knew he had to make her understand. Owen thought, ‘Whether she or not, she would always be mine.‘

With a stoic expression, he reached out, gripping her chin firmly. His voice was ice cold. “I’m perfectly calm.”

Hailey bit her lip, her eyes glistening with unshed tears.

her vulnerable, helpless appearance didn’t stir any sympathy

could tell now that

word, he lowered his head and kissed her roughly, as though he was desperate to claim every

every ounce of strength and pushed Owen away, retreating to the other side of the bed. Her gaze stayed sharp, her chest rising and falling as she breathed deeply. “Owen, don’t make

moment, his expression faltered, and then his gaze turned cold, as if someone had thrown a bucket of ice water over

his eyes cold as he stared at her. He lifted a hand, rubbing his temples to understand everything. He thought, ‘How did

so much just from losing their memory? We used to be so sweet and in love, but now, she’s

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Chapter 152

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Hallon City is my territory–no one could take her from me. But that’s not what

figure imposing and still, his expression serious and unreadable. His

her thoughts racing. After a long pause, she finally spoke, her voice steady but firm. “We can be friends, or

amused smile tugging at

disbelief, her face flushing as she stared at him. It was hard to believe those words came

cheeks burning with embarrassment and frustration, she snapped, “How can you be

nonchalantly, his tone cool as ever. “There are worse things. Want to

‘What a

her fingers trembling in anger. “Get out!”

Owen paid no mind to her outburst. He casually shrugged off his suit jacket, tossed it onto

his actions. Barefoot, she climbed out of bed and followed

it, pulling out some ingredients before strolling

man is

made himself a bowl of pasta, fried an egg, and

against the wall, watching him with a dark expression, her gaze fixed on his every move.

on the table and, noticing her presence, casually asked, “Do you want some?”

conflicted as the delicious aroma of the meal filled the

pasta? It smells even better than Raphael’s. Good thing I ate a lot this morning; I’m not hungry at

gaze briefly, her face cold, before turning and heading toward

two of them went about their separate tasks for the next hour. Hailey eventually emerged from her room, fully dressed and ready

in the living room. Hearing the sound of the door, he glanced up, raising an