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Forsaking the Years of Longing novel Chapter 127

Chapter 8 As he saw it, he'd lowered himself to come see me, so I should be thrilled, clinging to him with a sweet smile, then returning to his company and his side as the dutiful but unacknowledged "girlfriend" again.

Jason sneered at me. "I just didn't expect you to be so calculating."

I felt no pain anymore, only a heavy suffocation. This is what it was like to face a man who couldn't understand a word I said.

I rolled my eyes and got up to leave, but as I brushed past him, he gripped my wrist tightly.

"What's this? Running away now that you've been exposed?"

I exhaled, unable to shake him off, and looked at his irritated expression. "What is it that you want to say? If there's nothing, let go."

"I went back to the Moon Villa, Caroline. You've taken this too far," Jason said, his frustration no less than mine.

"Move back in."

It seemed he was trying to scold me, but after struggling with his words, all he could manage was this dry, half-hearted invitation.

Such an arrogant, half-hearted concession, as if he were doing me a favor.

I turned to him, giving him a mocking, charming smile. "Oh, so you miss me? Realized you're not adapting well after we broke up? Regret it?"

Jason didn't reply, but his grip on my hand only tightened.

"Where else can you go if you leave me? Caroline, maybe I underestimated you before, but understand this —my patience has its limits. You know the Wood family is after you, don't you?

Right now, only I can protect you."

Slap!

"Better if I am." Jason pressed his tongue against his cheek. "Then let's teach her a lesson."

"Tell the Wood family not to hold back. Whatever happens, I won't interfere this time."

"Destroying a woman is simple. She'll come back."

No one knew how he felt when he returned to the empty Moon Villa, the rooms stripped bare. In that moment, all he could feel was anger—a strange, inexplicable rage. He needed somewhere to vent it.

At the airport, Jasmine and I hugged goodbye.

Her eyes filled with tears. "How long will you be in New York?

Or.. are you coming back at all?"

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