When Love Turns to Ashes

Chapter 317 Don’t Be With Him, Okay?

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Once Brend and Keyon had a quarrel, the previously ambiguous atmosphere in the car disappeared completely. Even if Odin goes through the same process again, Beatrice is now filled with carp in her mind.

Fortunately, Odin was a considerate person and he smiled to defuse the awkwardness.

“Are you feeling better now?”

“Um.”

Beatrice couldn’t help but find it somewhat laughable, even to the point of tears.

When they reached downstairs, Odin received a work call and didn’t accompany Beatrice upstairs.

On the road, Keyon glanced at Odin through the rearview mirror.

“Sir, Brend’s phone call was clearly intentional. If you really want to settle the score, you should have called me instead. Most likely, Mr. Caden is behind all this mischief. Why don’t you explain it to Ms. Lindsey?”

Odin’s expression was calm as he said, “Did you think Beatrice didn’t know? Sometimes, treating something as a joke and letting it pass is also a way of letting oneself go.”

“Oh. No… Am I a joke?” Keyon said discontentedly.

Odin glanced at him and gave him a look, you figure it out yourself.

Keyon obediently closed his mouth and drove attentively.

Beatrice returned home and just as she was about to close the door, a hand blocked it.

The shiny wedding ring had already revealed the other person’s identity and was also reminding her.

She forcefully closed the door and leaned her whole body against the door.

The man outside the door hesitated and knocked twice.

“Open the door for a moment.”

The man’s voice tightened, becoming particularly elusive compared to his usual indifference.

Beatrice didn’t speak and looked up at the ceiling.

The mood, which I thought I had adjusted well, fluctuated instantly.

She felt suffocated, as if the same whirlpool kept spinning and spinning.

Even though she tightly held onto the lifeline and climbed upwards, she still felt uncomfortable.

She held her breath, and could even hear the man’s deep breathing through the door panel.

Beatrice snapped back to her senses and hurriedly tried to escape from here. As she lifted her foot to walk towards the room, her hand accidentally hit the doorknob.

The pain spread through her limbs and body in an instant, and she let out a low cry.

The man outside the door immediately knocked on it.

“Beatrice, what happened to you?”

Beatrice covered her hands and squatted on the ground, with no time to answer the people outside.

She also didn’t want to answer.

A few seconds later, there was no sound outside the door.

Beatrice

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looked at her hands and simply

between her knees.

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the door was immediately smashed, and the door shook twice before

a fire extinguisher from the hallway in one hand and a paper bag in the other, with

the fire extinguisher and lifted her up by the waist. He seemed to have lost his sanity, his eyes turning crimson, and he said fiercely, “Why aren’t you

him and couldn’t speak for

took a deep breath, his eyes darkened, and he lowered his voice, ‘Where

let go of

was about to break her

always intruded into other people’s lives as he

mess, and finally

raising her injured hand

swept

over,

and

out

with

wrist.

hand?”

Caden’s

eyes

grabbed her he immediately reached

eyes, he paused and slowed down his tone, “Is there

out, but she couldn’t pull it out no matter how hard she tried. Caden looked at the slightly bloodstained gauze and furrowed his brow, saying,

went to

bandage is done, I will leave. Otherwise, we

“You…”

Beatrice

felt

but she couldn’t think of a better solution. tightness in

the door with such a loud noise that the people downstairs must have heard it. Last time, he even called the police, saying

to be visited by

already understood her thoughts and guided

“Let’s go.”

him into

retrieved the medicine box from under the TV cabinet and had just

saying in a low voice, “Just leave your hand with me, go for a walk downstairs and come back up later.”

could only move

and, upon seeing the wound, his face turned cold. “How could

his thoughts

everything, why was he

“She fell

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to see

and

and quickly averted her gaze.

ask any further,

chill on her fingertip, and she was momentarily stunned. She turned her

continued to tend to

collided with the man’s gaze, those deep and restrained ink–black eyes, making her involuntarily

senses, his face was already

chest, thread by thread like raindrops, flake by flake like snow, gently,

perennially quiet eyes were

voice low, with a hint of breathiness:

Beatrice was startled.