NovelEnglishChapter 8
Five days until | left the country.
That morning. | finally told Pax it was over. That night, he kicked down my door.
The crash echoed through the tiny apartment, the flimsy frrattling, hinges groaning under the impact. A
crack splintered along the cheap wood, a jagged reminder of just how easily things broke-just how easily we had
broken.
Pax stood in the doorway, breath uneven, fury barely restrained beneath a thin layer of composure.
His eyes-dark, burning-scanned the room before landing on me.
“You're being ridiculous,” he bit out, voice taut with frustration. “Nina and | grew up together. Our families were
close-she’s spoiled, sure, but she doesn’t mean half the shit she says.”
| didn’t respond.
“She was out of line, | get it,” he continued, stepping further in, closing the distance between us. “But you
shouldn't take it so personally.”
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| let out a slow breath, my expression unreadable.
His jaw clenched, a flicker of impatience flashing in his gaze.
-She’s like a little sister to me, Cecilia. That's it. Nothing more.
A quiet settled between us, heavy, suffocating.
Then, his voice dropped lower, colder.
“Cecilia, enough with this tantrum. There's a limit to how far you can take this.”
We had fought before.
Late-night arguments, doors slammed in frustration, stubborn silences that stretched for hours.
But never once had we reached this point.
Never once had the word breakup been spoken aloud.
This was the first tand | meant it.
| tore my gaze away from him, looking instead at the door he had just kicked open. The edge where his foot had
struck was splintered, damaged beyond repair.
| lifted my chin, my voice steady.
“I'm serious, Pax.”
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Chapter 8
Then, almost as an afterthought, | added, “And while you're at it, you should probably cover the cost of the
door.”
He let out a short, incredulous laugh.
“You really have no patience for this, do you?” His fingers raked through his hair, exasperation dripping from
every word. “You're jealous of Nina? That's what this is about?”
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His gaze sharpened, searching my face.
“If you can’t even handle her, how do you expect to be my wife?”
Ah.
Of course.
Pax.the golden boy. The most beloved son of the Bai family.
Naturally, there would always be women in his circle. Beautiful, well-bred, well-dressed, lingering in the
background, waiting for their turn.
But that had nothing to do with me.
Five days from now, | would be gone.
So why did he think | would ever be his wife?
Chapter 9
Chapter 9
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