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    Caitlin’s expression wavered, her emotions tangled. “You have to understand your past with Kallie, how you nearly died for her, and the fact that she and I look so much alike—it’s something I can’t just ignore.”

    She braced herself, expecting his usual reassurances, his patient attempts to soothe her doubts. But this time, he said nothing.

    Instead, yton held her gaze for a long, unreadable moment—then, without a word, he turned and walked away.

    Seeing yton’s cold demeanor, a sudden wave of panic gripped Caitlin’s chest. Without thinking, she hurried after him, but despite her desperation, her words came out sharp, defiant. “yton, why are you walking away? Is it because I told the truth? Because you don’t want to hear it?”

    His pace never faltered, his silence cutting deeper than any words.

    Caitlin’s frustration swelled. “You promised to stay with me for a few days! Now you’re just leaving—what am I supposed to do?”

    Finally, yton stopped. A deep sigh left his lips before he turned slightly. “Caitlin… I don’t know how to face you anymore. If you can’t trust me, then what’s the point of staying? I don’t want to be somewhere I’m only in the way.” He paused. Then, as if sealing his decision, he added, “Maybe we need some time apart.”

    Without another nce, he walked away.

    Caitlin instinctively took a few steps after him, but then she froze. Her strength gave out, and she sank to the floor, burying her face in her hands as frustration and heartbreak crashed over her.

    She didn’t know what to do. She just couldn’t let go of the resentment still clinging to her heart. But what was she truly resenting? Even she wasn’t sure anymore.

    yton descended the stairs, his frustration simmering beneath the surface. The moment he stepped into his car, his assistant—who had been waiting—immediately noticed his irritated expression.

    After a brief hesitation, the assistant couldn’t help butment, “Mr. Morgan, I have to say… Miss Fletcher has always been spoiled, but Miss Cooper? She’s even more difficult. She constantly picks fights with you, no matter what you do for her. Why is she never satisfied?”

    yton rolled down the window, exhaling slowly as he lit a cigarette. The me flickered, casting brief shadows across his face—one lined with irritation and something colder, sharper. “She’s not difficult,” he murmured, taking a slow drag. “She’s just too greedy.”

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    His assistant frowned slightly but remained silent as yton continued, “She wants something she can’t have—the ce Kallie holds in my heart. And she senses that I still love Kallie, so she keeps testing me, trying to force me to give her an answer she already knows.”

    The assistant let out a quiet sigh, shaking his head. “Then, Mr. Morgan, what’s the n? How do we finally put her doubts to rest?”

    “Forget it,” yton said, his voice dripping with indifference. “I’m done trying to convince her. If she refuses to let go, then I’ll just change my approach.” His words were quiet, but there was a finality in them, a calcted cruelty. “I’ll make herpletely dependent on me. That way, even if she sees me with other women, she’ll have no choice but to ept it.”

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