Her Revenge Was His Regret (Shirley and Gilbert) novel Chapter 311

"You don't get it. It's like... like he wanted to kill me."

Cathy knew powerful people. She'd been around them enough. Even stupid as she was, she could tell the difference.

Other looks just made you scared.

This one made you feel dead.

Julia couldn't help thinking she smelled blood on him.

She thought about it—how could that be? The environment in Keiperian was way more terrifying than here .

But now that she was back, she wanted to wash her hands clean and keep things low-key.

If she could avoid those methods, she would. After all, she still planned to walk into a white wedding dress with the man she liked.

She suddenly felt Cathy was making a fuss. Sure, the look was intense. But the guy had status.

As for the rest—being a college student and running a company at the same time, even if he didn't go to class much, Lucas probably hadn't seen how terrifying Keiperian could be.

That's why she hadn't chosen him before. No edge. No wildness.

Men needed to be ruthless. Then they could protect their woman.

Then they deserved her.

These last few fights? She'd taken hits. But Lucas had potential.

Not many men could make her feel small.

She didn't know where he got that look, like he'd crawled through hell and clawed his way up—dangerous, scary, and irresistible.

That was the exact type she was hooked on.

He had something. And if he chose her, she'd teach him more, making him even more of a man.

She used to prefer finished products. But molding one herself? Having him obsessed with her every day? That was new and exciting.

She shoved Cathy into a first-floor guest room and followed the couple upstairs.

She'd noticed last time—they slept on opposite ends of the hall, far apart.

Far enough that if she and Lucas hooked up in his room, Sherry would never know.

She didn't knock. Just pushed open Lucas' door.

"Oops, wrong room. Still getting used to the layout—"

The words died in her throat.

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