No matter how hard she tried, it just wouldn't go down.
Kalilah instinctively grabbed her throat, trying to cough it up, but it wouldn’t budge. Seconds ticked by. Her face turned a sickly shade of bluish-purple from the lack of air. She couldn’t breathe at all. She writhed on the ground, her eyes bloodshot and red, as if her eyeballs might pop out any second. She rolled around, her gaze pleading as she looked at Connor. Kalilah wanted to scream for help, but no sound came out.
Finally, she lay there like a beached fish, gasping for air.
Connor had timed it perfectly. He checked his watch, frowned, and squatted down with a look of disdain. He picked up a coconut and smacked it against her back. Whether it was the pain or something else, Kalilah, who had fainted from lack of oxygen, suddenly opened her eyes. The grape that had been stuck in her throat slid down with a gulp.
She sat up, taking deep breaths of fresh air. Her face, which had been a ghastly purple-black, slowly regained some color, though it still looked ashen. She had come close to dying.
Sitting on the ground, Kalilah looked up at Connor standing before her.
“Kalilah, if you ever try to hurt Chloe again, I'll make you wish you were dead,” Connor warned.
It was then that Kalilah had an epiphany. “Connor, the person you love is…”
Her voice was hoarse, as if scraped by a knife. She suddenly understood everything. It wasn’t Diana whom Connor loved, but Chloe. She had never seen such an expression on Connor’s face before. Such intense emotion, like a flood that couldn’t be contained. This was something he had never shown to Diana. His feelings for Diana were more like a guardian’s care for a younger relative. But when it came to Chloe, there was a different light in his eyes. A light that could make a reserved gentleman lose his composure. A light that turned a stoic man into someone fiercely possessive. Connor was in love with Chloe.
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