Chapter 25 Abraham’s Back

Susan felt as if she was on the verge of a heart attack. “You–you’re unbelievabler

At this moment, she was certain–this wasn’t her daughter. This was a debt collector, sent to make her life miserable.

bShe /bregretted bringing Ste back once again.

Then tell me, bwhat /bdo you want? Name your conditionsb! /bbSusan /bfinally snapped, feeling like she had made the biggest concession she possibly could.

But the only response she got was bthe /bbeep beep of a disconnected call. When she tried dialing again, she bfound /bher number had been blocked.

She was livid. Her chest tightened so much that she could hardly breathe.

At 7:30 PM, Ste stood outside the airport’s arrival terminal, holding a bouquet of roses in her arms. She was wrapped in a beige coat, her hair tied iup /iin a neat bun, bmaking /bher look both adorable and well–behaved.

A gust of cold wind slipped past her, and she instinctively shivered, pulling her coat tighter. Fie said eight o’clock.

Sure enough, the moment the clock struck eight, a familiar figure appeared in the crowd.

As the tall, imposing man stepped binto /bview, Ste’s mind yed out a montage of memories–memories of being cradled in his arms, soothed andforted.

Dressed in a ck, mid–length trench coat, with ba /bgray scarf wrapped around his neck, he exuded an air of warmth and refinement. But Ste knew better than anyone–the gentle exterior was nothing but a fa?ade. Beneath ity a ruthlessness. band /bmadness no one could begin to fathom.

Abraham.

The bman /bwho had once carried her home…

The moment their eyes met, a chill ran down Ste’s spine. Abraham’s gaze held an undeniable authority band /ban icy sharpness that made her instinctively lower her head.

His shadow loomed over her, and the familiar scent of him wrapped around her like an inescapable.

Swallowing hard, Ste bnervously /bextended the bouquet toward bhim/b. “T–These they’re your favorite.”

Her heart pounded wildly in her chest. She was anxious, Afraid.

bBut /bAbraham didn’t take the flowers. The air around him grew even heavier, suffocating her with its pressure.

The terminal was bustling with people, but at that moment, the world seemed to shrink down to just the two of them–Ste and Abrahamn.

Her barms /bbegan to tremble from holding the bflowers /bup for so blong/b. Hesitantly, she reached out band /btugged at bhis /bscarf. “Abrahamb…/bb” /b

Her soft, delicate bvoice /bmelted into the cold air, and for a fleeting moment, the tension in Abraham’s aura softened.

Refore she could react, her slender wrist was seized, and before she could utter a sound, she bwas /byanked into his embrace.

“You’ve grown bolder, haven’t you? Hmm?“

His deep, maic voice carried an unmistakable trace of danger. Almost three years…..

Three years, and she hadn’t contacted him once.

Chapter 25 Abraham’s Back

“You should start thinking now–what you’re going to bsay /bto meter.”

His tone remained ominous, Ste felt a lump rise in her throat. I’m doomed.

Finished

Before she bcould /bstammer bout /ba response. Abraham released her wrist, btook /bher hand, and led her straight out of bthe /bairport.

Abel was already waiting outside. The moment he saw Abraham and Ste step out, he respectfully bopened /bthe car door.

Ste’s eyes widened in shock. “You shipped your car over?”

It was bAbraham’s /bpersonal car from Falvaria.

If he had gone so far as to transport it here, that could only mean… he wasn’t nning to leave Rivermount anytime soon.

Her already uneasy heart clenched even tighter.

Abraham nced bdown /bbat /bher petite frame, barely reaching his chest. She gulped nervously under his scrutiny.

“Ms. Dawson, Abel greeted her politely.

Ste nodded, trying to maintain herposure. “Mr. Abel.”

The moment the words left her lips, the bman /bbehind her suddenly scooped her up band /btossed her into the car.

Abraham followed her in, his presence filling the cabin with an overwhelming sense of dominance. Instinctively, Ste curled into a corner, trying to put some distance between them.

But it was pointless.

The moment the engine roared to life, her delicate wrist bwas /bcaptured in his bpalm/bb. /bBefore she bcould /breact, she found herself pulled onto hisp.

“Abraham, you bcan’t- /b

“Hmm?”

Ste’s face turned beel red. I’m an adult now!”

bThis /bposition was far too intimate. She was straddling hisp, their bodies far too close. Her breath hitched as his bcool /bfingertips brushed against her chilled cheek, trailing down to her jaw.

bShe /bcouldn’t meet his Kaze.

The restrained intensity in his eyes sent a wave of fear through her, a fear she couldn’t suppress.

But in front of bAbraham/bb… /bthere was nowhere to run.

“You’ve bgrown /bup.. so you won’t listen to me now?”

Ste stammered, “…”

b“/bDid you have fun these past three years?”

b“/bThe word “fun” hit Ste like a punch to the gut, leaving her reeling.

bSo /bmuch had happened in the bpast /bfew days. bShe /bhad endured everything without shedding a single tear, snapping at those around her like a porcupine with its quills raised.

But bnow/b, sitting here, facing bAbraham/b.. her heart felt inexplicably bsore/b.

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