The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit in

Chapter 802 Don’t You Dare Doubt Me

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As Artemis spoke, she turned her head away anger.

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The moment Dale heard her say she was taking the children away, panic set in. He grabbed her and pulled her close. “What are you doing?”

“After all these years as husband and wife, you’d really start doubting me over one comment? How could a marriage built on that possibly stay strong?”

“Artemis, I-”

“Now that she and her daughter are back, the tests between us are already difficult enough; but it’s only just begun, and you’re already…”

Her voice broke off there, choked with emotion. The thick sound of her sniffles made it impossible for her to go on.

Dale’s breathing quickened.

When Artemis tried to pull her hand away, he tightened his grip on her wrist and pulled her into his arms. “What nonsense are you imagining? I never stopped trusting you.”

“But just now, you-”

“It was my fault.” He cut her off before she could finish.


He said the words, but in his mind, images of Lina and Lana’s identical, hideous faces kept flashing–faces so ugly, they bore not a single trace of resemblance to him or Artemis.

Artemis was still furious, turning her head aside, refusing to look at him.

once, showed patience. “Alright, don’t be angry anymore,

had been constant problems within the Ashen Pact- but

voice tight with anger, “What

with

want to bring up anything about Tessa. “Didn’t even see her. Forget it. Let’s

hadn’t been sleeping well for days,

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after everything that had happened, he couldn’t find much affection left

to the Ashen Pact


Victor until nearly

with her,

be handled by his men; they knew

was too much, and Tessa wriggled restlessly in his

was enough to push

was suddenly pulled beneath him

asleep until four in the morning, yet he

and neither Tessa nor Victor showed up. By then, Dale’s patience

Victor’s right–hand men, didn’t even bother offering him a

from home without breakfast, hadn’t had a sip of water,

By eleven–thirty…

the room, robe hanging half open, faint scratch marks visible on his chest–sight enough to make

doing? Seducing a man just to go against the Ashen Pact? The more


Dale insisted on seeing you and Mrs. Victor;

glanced at Lewis,

still greeted him politely.

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