When Love Turns to Ashes

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Beatrice's neck hurt, Caden bit her hard this time, as if he wanted to punish her. But she dared not make a sound, breathed heavily, clenched her fists, and endured the pain. At this moment, Caden unclenched her fist, her five fingers tightly intertwined, and the bite on her neck turned into a gentle nibble.

She was slightly stunned for a few seconds, but it was the sound of her neighbor knocking on the door that woke her up.

She struggled and said, "Let go."

"Scarf."

"Threw it away."

"Beatrice, you should have known the consequences of deceiving me."

Caden whispered in her ear, his voice deep and low, but carrying an irresistible sense of coercion.

"In the bag," Beatrice whispered.

After being caught lying, her neck turned a faint pink, making the ambiguous bite marks stand out even more seductively. She lowered her long eyelashes slightly and pursed her lips, exuding a charming and coquettish allure. She awkwardly moved her body, and Caden locked her waist.

"Don't move."

The man breathed heavily, his hot breath spraying on Beatrice's ear. The tense muscles startled her, making her too afraid to move.

A few seconds later, she felt a warmth on her neck.

Caden

before slowly releasing

her.

rewrapped the scarf around her neck

Beatrice looked down at the word Caden on the scarf, not understanding why he had to do this.

Suddenly, the urgent knocking sound shattered her thoughts, and she glanced at the man entering the living room before partially opening the door. "Sorry, I didn't hear you in the bathroom, and we also ran out of vinegar at home."

"No problem," the neighbor stretched their neck and looked inside.

"What are you looking at?"

"It's nothing," the neighbor averted their gaze and hastily handed over a box of wontons, "I brought them for you."

"No need, I had eaten enough today. You go ahead and eat. Goodbye."

Beatrice politely finished speaking and quickly closed the door.

Her intuition made her look out through the peephole, and she didn't expect that the neighbor was really nosy, actually sticking to the door to eavesdrop. She could only tiptoe back to the living room.

Åt this moment, Caden had already been boiling water and making tea by himself. He didn't look

up, absentmindedly twirling his finger.

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It's too late now, I'm

and tapping it a few times. He lifted his gaze and looked at her, saying, "Are you sure your neighbor saw you wearing a men's scarf and won't be curious to find out more?" Beatrice lowered her

doesn't matter whether we hurry or

didn't say a word, and made himself a pot

in order to avoid talking to him, she simply took out her phone and

she turned on her phone, her gaze was instantly

news report about Devin's self-theft and framing others went viral on

the Powell Group have also come forward to accuse him

however, did not vividly describe the affair

outlets nowadays, in order to attract attention, vividly describe how Selina

not the main point of the

finished reading and felt a secret joy

key point

no longer be an invisible

of the

speed was so fast as if someone

on the spot, Madelynn also exploded, it was like a chain

posted online a photo of Madelynn having a meal with Selina and paying for things on Selina's behalf. The two

and Selina's incomplete name mentioned

Misfortune quickly befell Madelynn.

concrete evidence, but the suspicion

moment, if Selina had revealed Madelynn's name during the live broadcast, it might have been dismissed

Selina and Madelynn were able to explain these little actions all

Beatrice's

account

unexpectedly

gained

many

kind-hearted

online

friends.

were best friends, and you got stabbed! You should stop hanging out

collaborated with Mr. Powell, the

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remind you for a while now, Selina often meets Madelynn privately, be

messages, Beatrice almost burst

teacup

immediately suppressed her smile, forgetting that he was still here. He was so protective of Madelynn that

accusing Madelynn, you are free to investigate yourself. Just don't

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frowned and raised his hand to rub his

look at

so tired that she fell

casting a gaze at Beatrice. His scarf pressed against her cheek, providing support, but it was probably uncomfortable. She wrinkled her nose, adjusted her position, and continued

a moment, his eyes filled with scattered specks

glanced at the content, and his gaze