GoodNovelChapter 563 Dillon was momentarily stunned by the slap, blinking in disbelief at the woman in front of him. His eyes were red as he gripped her wrist, "Caroline, have you lost it? If we don't cough up the money, they're coming for you. What's more important, three hundred thousand dollars or your life?" "The debt is Luke's, not mine. What can they really do to me? Are they going to kill me? You just love to jump into things, always needing to meddle. Who do you think you are?" Caroline was clearly upset, her words sharp but seemingly unaware of their sting. Dillon let out a bitter laugh, pain clear in his eyes as he mocked himself, "Right, who am I? Just a lovesick fool." Caroline was caught off guard, about to respond, but Dillon was already walking away. She hurried after him, blocking his path, "Who are you mad at? Did I call you a fool?" "I said it myself," he stopped, a self-deprecating smile hinting at his lips as if daring himself, "Satisfied?" He brushed past her, heading for the car. Caroline stepped in front of him again, her voice edged with frustration, "Why are you so angry? What did I do?" "Miss Caroline, I'm Dillon, with no name, no power, no money, no status. I'm nothing. But to say such things to someone who cto help you, where's your heart?" His eyes hid a mix of pain and disappointment as he forced a bitter smile, "From now on, I'll stay out of your business." "I... I didn't mean it like that." She bit her lip, a mix of confusion and hurt flickering in her eyes. She wasn't blind to right and wrong, "I meant the debt is Luke's. Even if they don't get the money, they wouldn't dare touch me. Paying them off is just giving in, it'll only make them bolder." "You're willing to gamble, but can I?" His fingers trembled, pointing at his heart, his lips twisting in a bitter smile, "Forget it, you wouldn't understand." "I wouldn't understand..." She suddenly grabbed the front of his shirt, a rush of emotion rising in her chest, her eyes full of hope, "... I wouldn't understand unless you tell me. If you explain, I'd get it." He gently unclasped her slender wrist, pulling her hand away, "Let's just go back." Dillon strode to the car. Caroline stood outside for a moment before slowly getting into the passenger seat. "Buckle up." His deep voice filled the car, straightforward yet with a hint of care. She nodded softly, pulling the seatbelt over her shoulder and fastening it securely.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe car didn't start right away. They both satin silence, the air thick with a mix of calm and awkwardness, as if waiting for the other to speak and break the tension.
"Dillon." "Ms. Caroline." Their voices overlapped, and the awkwardness in the air instantly heightened. Caroline pressed her lips together, her tone softening, "I'm really grateful you ctoday." "No need," his voice was cool and distant.
Caroline glanced at him, her gaze brushing over his strong, handsprofile before she lowered her eyes, "Please, takeback to Grand River Mansion." "Alright."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmGrand River Mansion was Caroline's personal sanctuary, where she spent most oftentime. That one time, when things got out of hand between her and Dillon, it happened on her bed there. She replaced that bed afterward.
The car pulled up to the door.
Caroline unbuckled her seatbeltm at Dillon, stepped out, and looked at Dillon, "Want to cin for a bit?"
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