Chapter 1395:

Hadley had been pampered by Nyla while she was in the Flynn family, yes—but that was Nyla’s choice. That never meant Hadley couldn’t survive on her own.

She seemed delicate, but in truth, she was the strongest person he knew.

Stubborn. Unshakable.

Yet he—foolishly complacent and clueless—thought all she lacked in those four years was affection. He believed she had been fine in Blathe. He thought she still had everything she wanted in life and still lived like a princess, like she used to.

His chest tightened. Each breath grew harder. But this was only part of the truth—and it already hurt this much. What about Hadley? She endured it all, alone. How much pain had she buried to make it through?

That night, Hadley had a late shoot.

When Eric arrived on set, Tamara and Chelsey came to greet him.

“Mr. Scott,” Tamara said, “Miss Pearson hasn’t finished yet.”

Eric nodded. “I know. You both can go back to where you’re needed. I’ll wait here for her.”

“Alright, Mr. Scott.”

Once they left, he stood alone, watching from a distance as Hadley filmed a scene with Draper.

It was a period drama.

costume was heavy, but on her slender frame, it moved like


face still held the softness of youth. Now, she had become something

Hadley had grown up.

reach, she had suffered—and

away, eyes stinging. He shut them

through his chest. Sharp. Relentless. And it left deep, open

favorite tales live

his eyes were glazed with a faint,

know he had found out. But he

was

his

answered quickly as

eyes slightly. “I need you

“Sure, but what exactly are you looking


Eric said quietly. “Anything you can

a

was a warning—it might not

best.” Eric’s tone darkened. “She was there for four years.

Phillips didn’t

call, Eric gave a faint, bitter

still couldn’t

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