Obedience No More He's the One I Deserved novel Chapter 385

Chapter 385 Breaking Point

Chapter 385 Breaking Point

Dawn picked up her bag and walked out without a glance.

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The clean, sharp motion was almost too smooth–like someone who’d gotten what she wanted and didn’t bother to hide it. Ethan shut his eyes tightly, his voice low and cold. “Waiter, check please.”

Dawn’s mood couldn’t have been better. She glanced down at the documents in her hand every so often, smiling faintly.

That had gone even easier than she expected.

Should she call you devoted—or heartless?

Her smile carried no emotion as she slipped the papers into her bag and headed for the car.

She reached for the handle, but a hand suddenly caught her wrist and yanked her back.

She stumbled straight into a solid chest.

“Use me and toss me aside. Isn’t that a little cold, Ms. West?”

His dark eyes were steady and deep, and for a moment, Dawn froze. Her heart skipped two beats before she could breathe again.

It took her a couple of seconds to recover. She pulled free, took a step back, and forced her voice steady. “Mr. Jackson, didn’t we already say everything that needed to be said? What did I do wrong?”

Ethan’s expression stayed calm as he stepped closer.

The distance between them shrank until he could see every flicker in her face.

“You said everything. I didn’t.”

His voice carried in the cool night air, low and controlled, edged with something that sounded like pain.

Dawn steadied herself, the last trace of her startled heartbeat fading. “Then go on, Mr. Jackson. What do you want to say?”

“I-”

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Chapter 385 Breaking Point

“Ethan? Dawn? What are you two doing here?”

Another voice–shocked, sharp–cut him off mid–sentence.

Ethan closed his eyes again, veins standing out on the back of his hand.

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Dawn’s lips curved slightly as she turned toward the newcomer. Her tone was smooth and faintly amused. “It’s a public place, Ms. Roxanne. Why wouldn’t I be here?”

In everyone’s eyes, Roxanne was now known as Dawn’s sister–though Roxanne herself had only recently learned that.

Her face darkened. “Of course you can be here, but not with him!”

“Oh.” Dawn sighed dramatically, shrugging as she looked at Ethan. “See, Mr. Jackson? It’s not that I don’t want to talk, but Ms. Roxanne clearly doesn’t like seeing us together. So, I’ll just leave you two to chat.”

“Dawn!”

Ethan caught her arm, his voice urgent for the first time.

“I have nothing to do with her,” he said quickly.

Dawn looked at his familiar face and smiled faintly. “Mr. Jackson, whether you do or don’t has nothing to do with me. We’ve only known each other a few days, remember?”

Three years ago, he had been the one to tell her, We’re getting engaged.

Now, three years later, he was saying, She means nothing to me.

Ethan, what makes you think I’ll always believe you?

Dawn smiled again and pried his hand off her arm. “I heard Ms. Roxanne was once your fiancée. You should handle your personal matters first before talking to me.”

She gave Roxanne a brief, knowing look before walking away and getting into her car.

Ethan instinctively started after her, but Roxanne grabbed his arm.

“Ethan, don’t go!”

He went rigid. Roxanne’s grip tightened as she pleaded, “Haven’t you thought about it? She could’ve stayed overseas and lived a new life. Why come back? Why approach you?”

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Ethan said nothing. His chest rose and fell hard, as if something heavy pressed down inside him.

His eyes were pitch black, almost blending into the night.

Roxanne sensed his growing anger but pushed on, raising her voice. “She changed her name, her whole identity, just to get close enough to take revenge on you! Don’t you see that?”

“Enough!”

His shout was sharp and chilling. Roxanne flinched, instinctively stepping back. The next moment, he shook her off roughly. His voice came out low and dangerous. “What happens between us is none of your business. Roxanne, this is the first and last time I’ll warn you. I don’t hit women–but there are exceptions.”

He gave her one last cold glance. The look froze her in place.

Then he turned and walked off.

He got into his car. The silence around him felt like a cage, trapping him in a heaviness that made it hard to breathe.

Just then, his phone rang.

As soon as he answered, the loud noise on the other end broke through the stillness.

Alex’s voice came over the line. “Brogan’s back from his trip. You coming to the Den for a drink?”

“Wait for me.”

His quick answer startled Alex. “Seriously? You’re actually coming?”

“Stop talking.” Ethan started the engine, his expression shadowed and cold. “No one’s leaving until we’re all drunk tonight.”

“Ha! Bring it on!”

Ethan didn’t bother replying. He hung up and drove off into the night.