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Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Chapter 971
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“Chere and helptake a shower,” Darin commanded coldly.

Rhea’s eyes widened, certain she’d misheard. But Darin’s unwavering stare brought her back to reality.

Realizing she’d heard correctly, she glared at him.

“No way.”

She had no respect for Darin. Although confined to a wheelchair, he remained popular with many girls – all except her.

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A disabled man was beneath her.

In recent days, Darin had been deeply stung by Rhea’s contempt, gradually becoming numb to her scorn.

Darin had forced Rhea to stay with him and insisted that she live there with him. Consequently, every tshe saw him, she would berate and look down on him.

His sanity was slipping, as he sought to be near someone who would only ridicule him.

He was indeed a coward. Marcus was aware that Rhea had manipulated him in a plot to almost kill Millie, and Marcus had lost all inclination to take care of her.

To sever Rhea’s obsession with him, Marcus was more than happy to see Darin marry Rhea. As long as Darin was willing to marry her, Marcus would make Rhea comply by using Bolton as leverage.

Rhea’s concern for the status of the her family was evident.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have consented to move to the Barker family home.

With icy coldness, Rhea told Darin, “You can makestay with you, but you can’t command my heart. You are nothing but a useless and shameless man.”

She turned to leave for her bedroom.

Darin suddenly spoke up. “Oh, really? Then we’ll register for marriage tomorrow, so that you can be my official wife.” Rhea’s teeth clenched, and she shot him a furious glare.

“Are you threatening me?” she snapped.

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Darin averted his eyes, answering, “If you don’t want to register, cand pushto the bathroom.”

A minute later, Rhea’s hands were on Darin’s wheelchair, reluctantly guiding him to the bathroom.

Upon entering, Darin could sense her discomfort in the confined space.

She was unaccustomed to tending to a man like a servant.

As she squeezed shampoo into her palms, she steeled herself to endure it.

The next day, Millie arrived at the hospital. She planned to send her grandmother back to their hometown that day.

Her grandmother’s face lit up with a smile when she heard the news, having packed her bags the previous night.