The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In

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The Dawson family’s private jet landed smoothly on their exclusive airstrip, where Sebastian anxiously watched from the tarmac. Marie’s icy glare was directed at him, filled with a dangerous intensity that made him realize staying in Falvaria was a risky gamble. He knew Marie never forgot a grudge and was certain she would come after him eventually. Meanwhile, Derrick helped Marie into a car, enduring her fierce anger as she berated him for abandoning her, though he tried to calm her down for the sake of their unborn baby.

Sebastian refused to get into the car with them and remained on the airstrip until the vehicle disappeared down the road. His heart pounded with fear and frustration, knowing Marie was a formidable and terrifying woman, especially now that she was pregnant. He felt trapped between two ticking time bombs: Marie’s wrath and his simmering anger toward Derrick, who had betrayed him despite Sebastian’s brotherly treatment. Determined to avoid Derrick, Sebastian called for a car to pick him up, but was shocked to learn the road leading to the airstrip was closed and no vehicles were allowed through.

Inside the car, Derrick struggled to soothe Marie’s fury, but she remained bitter and resentful over the fallout from that night, blaming Derrick’s reckless actions for the terrible decisions she had to make. Derrick, who had been blackout drunk and had no memory of the events, felt guilty but was still trying to process the shock of what had happened. The tension between them was palpable as they both grappled with the painful aftermath, while Sebastian was left stranded and panicked on the deserted airstrip, desperate for a way out.

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The private jet smoothly touched down on the tarmac, its wheels rolling steadily across the sleek surface. This was the Dawson family’s exclusive airstrip, a secluded spot where only their aircraft ever landed. At that moment, their plane was the lone vehicle resting there, surrounded by the quiet expanse.

Marie fixed Sebastian with a piercing glare so icy and sharp that he nearly recoiled, retreating back into the safety of the plane. The tension between them was palpable, and Sebastian’s heart hammered with the uneasy realization that staying in Falvaria was a dangerous gamble. Eventually, Marie would come for him—there was no doubt about that.

That woman never let go of a grudge. Not ever.

Derrick was quick to help Marie into the waiting car, but throughout the entire journey, she unleashed a torrent of anger on him. Her voice was sharp and unforgiving as she berated him for running off that day, calling him every name in the book—idiot, coward, disgrace. The fury in her eyes was so intense that at times it seemed she might actually strike him.

Each time Marie’s temper flared dangerously, Derrick gently caught her hands, soothing her with soft words. “Hold it in, Marie,” he urged quietly. “Wait until after the baby’s born.”

Once Marie fully accepted that the child was indeed Derrick’s, the threats to get rid of the baby ceased. But Sebastian? There was no way he was stepping into that car.

He remained rooted on the tarmac, watching until the car carrying Marie and Derrick disappeared down the winding road. Only then did he cautiously emerge from the plane’s shadow, his heart still pounding in his chest.

“God, this is going to be the death of me,” he muttered under his breath, the adrenaline still coursing through his veins.

The entire flight had been a nerve-wracking ordeal, filled with dread that Marie might suddenly storm the plane and unleash her wrath. And honestly, if she had, he couldn’t have blamed her. Marie was terrifying—her presence alone could send chills down anyone’s spine.

If she really decided to beat him half to death, it wouldn’t just frighten him—it might actually kill him.

Even worse, she was pregnant. If she accidentally hurt the baby while lashing out at him, Derrick would never forgive him.

time bombs,” he grumbled

the surface. The chaos of that night had been overwhelming, and if he hadn’t dragged Derrick out of the mess, he himself would have been the one

treated Derrick like a true brother, only to be betrayed and sold out like a

phone and dialed a number. The line connected almost

car here—right now.

Derrick again. Fear of Marie had pushed him to arrange his own

the other end hesitated. “Mr. Sebastian, the road leading to the Dawson family airport is closed off. No one is being

Sebastian’s voice cracked in

the exit gate. They won’t let me in. Maybe you can find another car inside

fell silent, his eyes scanning the empty tarmac. Aside from the

private airfield—normally, no outside

car that had taken Derrick and Marie was already

settled

closed? Their car just left. Why

came the

doing? He couldn’t quite believe she’d be petty enough

the airport staff about arranging another ride out, but their response was blunt. “Sorry, all vehicles have left. There aren’t any available

cars were gone; his pickup couldn’t get in. The nearest exit was miles

body went numb as he gripped his phone and

car, Derrick was still trying to soothe Marie’s fury.

audible. She had spent the entire trip oscillating between

had every right

reckless actions, she’d ended

me like I

Derrick replied, a reluctant smile tugging at his lips

but the corners of his

thoughts dark.

up with such a moron?” she

He really was hopeless.