Obedience No More He's the One I Deserved novel Chapter 381

Chapter 381 The Dinner Reunion

The two men finally realized someone was standing nearby.

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“So what if I said it again? Am I wrong? Can’t you see your Ms. West is about to throw herself at him?”

“You-”

Mason’s fist clenched tight as he raised his hand.

The other man quickly stepped in to stop him. “Come on, come on … Mr. Cook, we’re just joking. Don’t take it so seriously, alright?”

Mason’s icy gaze swept over the two of them.

“You better pray Ms. West walks out of there unharmed. Otherwise…”

Before he could finish, the sound of heavy footsteps came from down the hall.

A tall man appeared in the doorway, his face cold as steel. His sharp eyes cut across the group before landing on Mason.

“Where is she?”

“Ms. West, she—”

“Wait, who are you?” One of the men interrupted rudely, chin raised. “Get lost! Don’t ruin our Mr. Sutton’s fun!”

“Fun?”

The man’s gaze lifted, dark and sharp as a blade. He turned toward the private room.

One kick.

The door slammed open.

The two managers froze, too shocked to even move.

Inside, the two people looked cozy and drunk, arms slung over each other’s shoulders—a sight that made Ethan’s blood boil.

His eyes darkened, and without hesitation, he swung his fist.

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Dawn blinked in surprise as Miles went flying to the floor.

A small, fleeting smile crossed her lips as she quickly stepped aside.

Better stay out of the way before she gets caught in the crossfire.

What followed was a one–sided beatdown—so brutal it could have outdone any fight show on

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Miles ended up with a swollen face and a bloody nose. Ethan flexed his hand and looked down at him. His voice was deep and cold. “From now on, when you see this woman, turn around and walk away. Try anything again, and I’ll beat you again. Understand?”

Miles was instantly sober, clutching his head and nodding. “Y–yes, Mr. Jackson. I understand!”

Ethan’s eyes stayed hard as he turned, grabbed Dawn by the wrist, and strode out.

Her lowered eyes were completely clear, even holding a hint of amusement. As they passed the door, she discreetly signaled Mason to leave first.

Whether Mason caught it or not, the man dragging her definitely did.

By the time they reached the elevator, Ethan’s low voice came from above her. “Ms. West, are you done pretending?”

Dawn froze, then touched her forehead dramatically. “Ah … I feel dizzy.

Mason couldn’t hide a faint smile as he quietly left.

Dawn leaned limply against Ethan, her tone soft and teasing. Thank you for saving me, Mr. Jackson. Since you’re already playing the hero tonight, why not finish the job and take me home?”

That gentle, playful tone was something the post–reunion Dawn never used.

Ethan lowered his eyes, studying her expression–deep, unreadable, restrained.

His Adam’s apple moved slightly, and that quiet control somehow made him even more magnetic.

“Fine. I’ll take Ms. West home,” he said.

He half–carried her to the car.

In the front seat, Tony glanced into the rearview mirror, confused.

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Ethan and Dawn looked like they were… playing a game. They’d been at each other’s throats not long ago, and now this?

“What are you staring at? Drive.”

That heavy voice snapped him back to attention. Tony cleared his throat. “Mr. Jackson … where to?”

Ethan’s gaze shifted down. “Ms. West?”

Dawn stirred, her eyes half–open. Maybe it was the alcohol, but the corners of her eyes were red, and the look in them was soft and hazy.

She murmured her hotel address and then leaned her head onto Ethan’s shoulder.

As the car turned a corner, she swayed again—straight into his chest.

“Ethan … You have no idea how much I hate you,” she whispered, her voice muffled but clear in his ear. “Didn’t you say Dreammaker Studios was supposed to be my gift? Why didn’t you give it to me?”

“You liar.

“Jerk.

“Bastard!”

The words came faster and louder. Dawn shifted again, sliding forward until she landed–right between his legs.

Ethan let out a low groan, ready to pull her up, but she turned her head instead, hair falling to hide her face.

Her voice trembled softly. “I don’t want anything else. I just … just want Dreammaker Studios. There are so many memories there. It’s all I have left. Nothing else, Ethan. Nothing else.”

Her words were fragile and trembling, enough to make even his breath catch.

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