Chapter 518 Letting Go

What a complete joke…

The man who used to live in her heart–the one she had guarded their memories with such care–had tried to kill her.

Was that not the biggest joke of all?

Marie took a deep breath. “I went to get something from him.”

“Derrick’s file? You think it’s still worth anything now?”

Marie shrugged. “Yeah, I don’t think it’s worth a damn either. But that lunatic Derrick keeps bugging me for it. He’s crazy and wants to drag me into the madness with him.”

The way Derrick had come at her yesterday–it was like if she didn’t get that file back, he’d never let her go.

Abraham asked, “Did you get it?”

“Nope. I knocked the guy out cold and still didn’t get the file.”

To be fair, Dan was tough.

She’d beaten him within an inch of his life, and he still wouldn’t give it up.

Now Derrick had even more reason to keep pestering her.

Abraham said, “Don’t go looking for him again.”

Marie paused at that, then nodded. “Yeah. I won’t.”

It sounded like a casual answer–but it wasn’t.

It carried a quiet, resolute weight.

A kind of release. A decision to finally let go.

That man had lived in her heart for years. And now, this was where things stood.

So she chose wrong. What else could she do? Hang on and keep humiliating herself?

No thanks. That just wasn’t Marie’s style.

Abraham left.

back into the house. Stella was

she walked in, she saw Stella lying on the couch back, big

Clearly waiting.

a guilty little kitten, resting her

That look…

wanted to tease her a little, but seeing her

brother bullied you. What can you do? You’ve got no blood ties in

a little sister. How

he bullies you again, you tell me and

Stella, Marie would throw hands no problem. But Abraham?

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Chapter 518 Letting Go

could win that

out

“Yeah,

“Did you win?”

about. But

she might’ve gotten the short end of the

the marks

Dan. That

Marie clarified.

where due–no false accusations. Dan hadn’t laid a hand on

But Derrick? Definitely.

she heard it was Derrick,

herself around Marie’s arm, pouting. “Don’t fight anymore,

“Aaah–let go, let go!”

“Huh?”

“It hurts–ow!”

a full step back, watching Marie nervously from a

“Where does it hurt?”

yell like that, it had to be bad.

as she gave

second she did, it hurt so

it. It

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