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Chapter 853

Heading to the city hall, they avoided the main roads.

But even the side streets shouldn't have been so deserted.

Clearly, these people had been waiting for him for quite stime.

It seemed that the news of him and Christine getting their marriage license must

have reached the Clarkson family the moment they boarded the plane.

Dailey's indifferent gaze shifted briefly to the face of the middle-aged man.

He rolled up the car window.

The middle-aged man raised a hand, signaling the armored vehicle to move aside.

Primo drove past, and instead of turning left towards the city hall, he turned right. Christine had listened to

everything and was still a bit shaken. "Dailey."

Dailey turned his head and said directly, "You have no chance to run away now." Ever since leaving the temple,

Christine had felt a growing pressure inside her. With no divine intervention left, she could no longer suppress it.

But instead of breaking down, she spoke the most cutting words with calm precision.

"Dailey, there are two people I've hated most in my life: my mother, who abandoned me, and my father, who hit

"But now, | realize that compared to them, | despise and loathe you even more."

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Dailey, however, clasped her hand, his thumb brushing over the ring on her middle finger.

His handsface remained composed, not a flicker of anger showing in response to her words.

"Rest assured, | went to great lengths to win you over. I'm not going to let you die | have no desire to be a

widower."

Christine pulled her hand away, and if looks could kill, Dailey would have been shredded to pieces.

"If it weren't for you, | wouldn't have to face all this."

Dailey slightly furrowed his brows, then smirked and said, "Weren't you the one who pursuedfirst?"

Christine laughed too, but her eyes were icy. "It was just for fun."

"I've always pursued whoever catches my interest."

"You weren't an exception, and later | moved on to Merritt."

Primo floored the gas pedal, wishing they could instantly teleport to the Clarkson family estate.

The two of them weren't shouting, but the tension was thicker than gunpowder.

Who knew when a single spark might ignite the situation?

Despite being trained in the harshest environments from childhood,

Primo

t the pressure prick ever

The battle continued in the cramped space of the back seat.

his

"Christine, I'm not like that boy. Once you step into my territory, you're in for life."

Christine was increasingly convinced that breaking up had been the right decision.

Thankfully, it happened early, allowing her to see things clearly.

Otherwise if she had truly gone head-to-head with the Clarkson. family

with her life. Content behavefor him, she would havel

Reflecting on what she had once said to Madge Clarkson, she now saw how foolish she'd been.

She was just a small fry; how could she stand against people with wealth and power?

That would be like a mayfly trying to topple a tree.

She didn't want to drag Jane into this either.

Gregory's ties with the Clarkson family were intricate; any disturbance would

cause significant damage.

That wasn't a scene she wanted to witness.

It was just a romance, not a war between nations.

What she hadn't expected was that Dailey, this seemingly calm and rational man,

could go to such extremes.

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"Dailey, | don't want to die along with you."

Dailey had once told her-

"Your life, my life; your death, my death."

Even in the throes of passion, she never found it a particularly romantic sentiment.

She had already faced death once and only wanted to live out ther

the peace,

enjoying life to to

Thinking of this, she managed a wry smile.

She blamed herself.

For foolishly letting her heart get involved.

"Don't be afraid."

Dailey took her hand, finding it cold and clammy with sweat.

He pulled out a tissue to wipe her palm, speaking soothingly, as if he hadn't heard

a word she'd said.

Christine slapped his hand away and attempted to remove the ring from her

middle finger.