The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In

Chapter 834 Not His Fault, Seriously

“Wait–why are you defending Dan?” Marie asked suddenly.

Then it hit her. To be honest, that question had been bugging her this whole time too.

“I’m not defending him,” Derrick said flatly.

His tone carried a mix of helplessness and disbelief.

Marie frowned. “Then why?”

“I’m not; I haven’t!” he said again.

He’d already said he wouldn’t—and had no reason to–but she still kept asking why. Derrick genuinely couldn’t follow her logic anymore.

When he didn’t answer fast enough, Marie waved it off. “Forget it. Doesn’t matter. I’m going to kill him anyway.”

“You haven’t done enough to him already?” Derrick asked dryly.

If anyone had paid a steep price lately, it was Dan—and even the entire Ashen Pact had suffered because of it.

But for Marie, it still wasn’t enough. As long as she could find even the tiniest justification, she’d keep going after Dan with no mercy at all. She’d shown everyone exactly what she was like when she cared–and when she didn’t.

Marie turned to grab her things again. Derrick had taken them from her earlier, and she still couldn’t wrap her head around why he’d stopped her.

“Let go of me. Tonight, I have to—‘

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“There’s no need,” Derrick interrupted, his tone firm. “The child is mine.”

For a moment, Marie froze. “Yours?”

“So stop

began, staring

flickered in her eyes,

reaction caught Derrick completely off

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Finished

started, frowning

don’t have to do this,” she cut in quietly, her voice thick with

Derrick fell silent.

his head hurt worse than

“Marie-”

said coldly.

he heard her say that, the color

keep Dan’s child; that was just who she was–fierce,

do with him again; of course she wouldn’t

But still…

Derrick said, his

at him. “What–are you addicted to

darkened. “Do I look like someone who takes the blame

Well… actually, no. It didn’t quite add up. Everything felt

and pulled her closer–one hand around her slender waist, the other gripping her

kissed her–fierce, sudden, and

Marie went still.

breath hitched; her pupils constricted sharply.

go. He held her

he finally released her. His gaze on her was

back. “You, what

low and rough. “The child is mine. You’re not