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 made a loud noise.

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smashed, and the door shook twice before it

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

waiting for Beatrice’s reaction, Caden threw the fire extinguisher and lifted her up by the waist. He seemed to have lost his sanity, his eyes turning crimson, and he

scared by him and couldn’t speak for

eyes darkened, and he lowered his voice, ‘Where did

of me! It hurts!”

he was about to break her waist.

that he always intruded into other people’s lives as he pleased!

it became a mess,

even raising her

swept

over,

and

out

with

wrist.

hand?”

Caden’s

eyes

he

furious eyes, he paused and slowed down his tone,

couldn’t pull it out no matter how hard she tried. Caden looked at

to break his hand.

looked at her helplessly and said, “Once the bandage is done, I will leave. Otherwise, we will just waste

“You…”

Beatrice

felt

of a better

must have heard it. Last time, he even called

to be visited by the police again.

Caden had already understood her thoughts and

“Let’s go.”

follow him into

box from under the TV cabinet and had just sat down when Beatrice moved to the side.

“Just leave your hand with me, go for a walk downstairs and come back

the irony and could only move

the wound, his face turned

couldn’t fathom his thoughts

why was

sneered, “She

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as if

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to see through

lifted his gaze and fixed

curled her fingers and

any further,

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

continued to tend to the wound.

she once again collided with the man’s gaze, those

his

her chest, thread by thread like raindrops, flake by flake like snow, gently, slowly.

perennially quiet eyes were stirred a

his voice low, with a hint of breathiness: “Don’t

Beatrice was startled.

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