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“Does it even matter?” Farrah responded, intentionally keeping him talking, buying herself time. Her voice
remained steady, though tension simmered just beneath the surface. Only Freya's arrival could truly change
things. “You tried to forceinto an abortion, didn’t you?”
Felipe’s mouth went dry. He remained silent, the weight of his mistake pressing on him, tightening around his
chest like a vice.
Still, he tried to justify himself. “Jocelyn toldyour health wasn't fit for a pregnancy. | didn’t see any other
option.”
“And someone else’s words decide whether my baby lives or dies?” Farrah’s voice was sharp, her tone
unwavering. “Don’t you find that absurd?”
“Farrah...”
“I'm not going back with you. Just go.”
Felipe’s patience snapped. Her growing resistance made his voice drop, tinged with threat. “You should know
exactly what happens when I'm pushed too far.”
A strange calmness settled over Farrah. She smiled faintly, her eyes meeting his without fear. “If you're still like
this, why would | ever go back to you?”
Felipe faltered, momentarily speechless, struck by her clarity.
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“So you're really staying here?” Felipe’s temper frayed, his voice barely controlled.
“Yes.” Farrah’s tone was icy—calm, composed, unshakable.
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Felipe clenched his fists, his eyes cold with fury. The tension in the air grew so sharp it almost felt like frost. He
barked at his bodyguards, “Take her away!”
“Yes, sir.” The bodyguards moved swiftly, storming into the villa without hesitation.
“Miss Welch, head inside. We'll handle this,” one of Freya's bodyguards instructed urgently. “Make sure all the
doors are locked.”
Farrah nodded quickly and retreated, knowing she’d only be a hindrance now.
Felipe tried to charge in after her, but the guards blocked his way. Farrah’s side only had three men, one of whom
had gone out that morning to buy groceries.
The two groups collided. Though Freya's men were capable, Felipe had cprepared—eight strong. That gave
him the upper hand, allowing him to break through and charge at the villa, kicking the door with relentless fury.
But ten minutes later, the door remained shut—stubborn, solid, and unyielding.
His face flushed with frustration. What kind of ridiculous door was this? Why wouldn't it budge? Was it built like a
damn vault?
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bodyguards paused. One of them
snickered. “Mr. Yates, stop wasting
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