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

lately–there had been constant problems within the Ashen Pact- but right

asked, her voice tight with anger,

to Black Mountain, she’d make sure to deal with

Tessa. “Didn’t even see her. Forget

hadn’t been sleeping well for days, and

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Don’t You

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his daughter, but after everything that

Ashen Pact


turned by Victor until nearly ten in the

her, sleeping

would be handled by his men; they knew what to do, especially

was too much, and

movement was enough to push Victor

was suddenly pulled beneath him once

hadn’t fallen asleep until four in the morning, yet he still arrived

nor Victor showed up. By then,

men, didn’t even bother offering him a drink. Basic

hadn’t had a sip of water, and now his

By eleven–thirty…

robe hanging half open, faint scratch marks visible on his

against the Ashen


Victor appeared, Dale reluctantly stood. Lewis stepped forward. “Mr. Dale insisted on seeing

slightly as he glanced at

resentment, Dale still greeted him politely. “Mr.

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