Attractive Billionaire English Novel Chapter 391

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Chapter 391 Even in Death, You’re Mine
“Heh… Well, you never know. What if he really is an idiot?”
Boris cleared his throat. “That’s not possible. I trust Mr. Ellison.”
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Caroline was about to retort, but David stormed over, snatched her phone, and ended the call before she could say another word.
She didn’t react. She didn’t even try to take the phone back–just brushed past him and walked straight into the villa.
David’s expression was stormy.
What a ridiculous blunder.
He had seen Caroline having dinner with another man and instantly lost his mind. Blinded by rage, he hadn’t stopped to consider who the man actually was.
And now he knew—it was Cameron. A legendary figure. A
And now he knew–it was Cameron. A legendary figure. A Scott family heir. A name with power, history, and untouchable status.
There was no way Cameron had any inappropriate relationship with Caroline outside of business.
David exhaled sharply.
In the living room, the butler’s face tensed as he saw Mr. and Mrs. Ellison walk in, both looking livid. Oh no. Here we go again. Another fight.
“Mr. Ellison,” the butler hesitated, “the chicken soup you had the kitchen prepare for Mrs. Ellison… It’s still warm. Should I bring it to her now?”
“She can drink it or leave it. I don’t care!”
Caroline, halfway up the stairs, overheard him. She turned her head slightly, her tone mocking. “I had a five–thousand–dollar dinner tonight, courtesy of the company. Do you really think I’d still want a bowl of chicken soup?”
David’s jaw clenched.
Caroline didn’t wait for a response. She walked into the bedroom and shut the door behind her. Standing at the foot of the bed, she felt the cold creep into her bones.
The spotless sheets. The perfectly arranged pillows.
Her mind snapped back to last night.
The way he had taken her. The way she had no choice.
The disgust. The humiliation. The helplessness. The overwhelming sense of violation–it clung to her, refusing to fade.
In the bathroom, she absentmindedly glanced at the mirror–and froze.
Bruises. Dark marks trailed down her neck, covering her collarbone.
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Chapter 391 Even in Death, You’re Mine
David’s marks. From last night. She hadn’t even realized until now.
Good thing she’d worn a high–neck dress. If someone saw this, how would she even explain it?
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Water cascaded over her as she stood motionless under the shower, letting it drown out her thoughts. How many more nights like this?How am I supposed to endure tonight? And tomorrow? And every night after that?
She could dodge him for a while, but not forever.
David had crossed a line. There was no turning back. It would only happen again. And again. And each time, he’d only become more ruthless.
Unless she forced them into separate rooms. But he would never allow that.
When she finally stepped out of the bathroom, she moved sluggishly–folding clothes, fixing the pillows, anything to stall for time.
David saw through it. Leaning against the doorway, he watched her. “Still not getting into bed?”
“I can’t sleep,” Caroline muttered. “I don’t like the bed. I don’t like the lamp. I don’t like-”
David cut her off, his voice low and cold. “You just don’t like me.”
She blamed the furniture, the lights–everything him.
cept the real problem. She didn’t want to be in bed with
“Get used to it,” he said, his voice eerily calm. “Bece we’re spending every night together. And even when
we die, you’ll still be buried right next to me.”
Caroline stopped, locking eyes with him.
She wanted to say something.
There were so many things she wanted to say.
But what was the point? Would it change anything?Would it make him let me go?