Bound By A Broken Night novel Chapter 169

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Chapter 169

“And you..” Ashton continued, his jaw tightening until the muscles in his face hardened like stone.

His dark eyes bore into them with a chilling intensity.

“…dared to hurt our son.”

The last two words fell heavily in the air.

“No…” Maricris continued shaking her head weakly, denial clinging to her like a fragile shield. Her eyes darted wildly between Cassie and Ashton, as if refusing to accept the truth standing right in front of her.

“No… that’s not possible…”

“Cassie.”

Ashton’s voice cut through the tension.

He stepped closer and gently placed his hand over Cassie’s wrist–the one still gripping Maricris’s face. His touch was firm but careful, a stark contrast to the violence in the scene.

“You’re dirtying your hands,” he said quietly.

“Let that trash go.

His eyes flicked briefly toward Maricris, the contempt in them unmistakable.

“I’ll deal with her.”

Cassie heard him. But she didn’t move immediately.

Her dark gaze remained fixed on Maricris, fury still burning in its depths. For a few long, suffocating seconds, she simply stared at the woman beneath her hand.

Ashton didn’t rush her. He waited patiently. His hand remained over hers, steady and grounding.

The entire lobby seemed to hold its breath.

Finally–Cassie released her. But not gently.

She shoved Maricris away with a forceful push.

“Urgh*

Maricris crashed onto the polished floor with a loud thud. Pain shot through her body as she scrambled to catch herself, her trembling hand flying to her face.

“No… no… my face…” Her voice broke in terror.

Slowly, she pulled her hand away. Her fingers were stained red. Blood.

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Her breathing turned frantic as she stared at the crimson smearing her skin.

“She ruined my face!” Maricris cried out, her voice trembling with panic and rage as she looked up at Ashton, hoping–desperately–that he would take her side.

Ashton barely glanced at her.

“It’s not even enough,” he replied coolly. His tone was casual.

But the icy darkness in his eyes betrayed the fury simmering beneath the surface.

“Not for what you did to our son.”

Maricris flinched.

“I… I’m your cousin, Ashton,” she muttered weakly, as if that title alone should shield her.

Ashton didn’t even blink.

“Kai is my son,” he said coldly.

His arm slid around Cassie’s waist, pulling her slightly closer to him as he continued.

“And Cassie is my woman.” His voice carried clearly across the lobby.

Murmurs immediately erupted like a wave crashing through the crowd of onlookers who had gathered to watch the chaos unfold.

They had all heard him. Every word.

“She’s married!” Tanya suddenly blurted out, her voice sharp with disbelief as she pointed accusingly at Cassie.

The murmurs grew louder.

Maricris’s expression twisted as she glared up at Cassie, spite and humiliation burning in her eyes.

“How shameless,” she sneered bitterly. “Married to another man and still coveting my cousin.”

Her gaze raked over Cassie with open disdain. Cassie, however, merely tilted her head slightly.

Then she shrugged.

“Well,” she said casually, a sinister glint dancing in her eyes, “I do love a threesome.‘”

The words dropped like a confetti, it exploded as several gasps erupted around them.

Even Ashton turned to look at her, genuine surprise flashing briefly across his usually composed face.

Cassie simply smirked.

“I don’t share.”

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Ashton murmured the words almost absentmindedly, as though speaking to himself.

Yet the quiet declaration carried across the lobby, reaching every listening ear.

The murmurs that had begun moments ago abruptly died.

Maricris let out a bitter snicker, though the sound trembled with humiliation and anger.

“You are filthy,” she spat at Cassie. “Absolutely licentious.”

Cassie merely raised a brow, unbothered. But Ashton’s expression turned colder.

“Then,” he said smoothly, a faint, disdainful smirk touching his lips, “to free you from witnessing my so- called licentious behavior…”

He paused deliberately, letting the weight of his next words settle over the room.

“I, Ashton Pierce, officially cut ties with you, Maricris Rouy.”

The statement fell like a hammer.

“What…?”

Maricris blinked in shock, her blood–streaked hand still pressed against her cheek. For a moment she simply stared at him, certain she must have heard wrong.

“What did you say…?” she whispered, fear creeping into her voice.

Ashton’s gaze remained steady–cold, final.

“Starting today,” he declared calmly, his voice resonating through the silent lobby, “I will never acknowledge any claim from Maricris Rouy that we are relatives.”

The onlookers gasped softly.

“Ashton-!” Maricris choked, panic surging through her chest.

“Ensure the word spreads,” he continued without even glancing at her.

“I do not want to hear my name associated with hers again.” The finality in his tone was a verdict.

“And another thing,” Ashton added, his gaze shifting briefly toward Tanya, who was still struggling to stand.

“From this moment onward, Maricris Rouy and Tanya Shen are not allowed to set foot in this building… or in any establishment that bears the Pierce name.”

The color drained completely from Tanya’s face.

“No…” she whispered, shaking her head in horror.

Her family’s business depended heavily on the connections they had through the Pierces.

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If those doors closed–Everything would collapse.

“No, you can’t-!”

“All collaborations with the Shen and Rouy families will be terminated immediately,” Ashton continued coldly.

He watched without emotion as both women turned deathly pale. Realization was finally sinking in.

Ashton Pierce had just destroyed the future of their families.

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