Please Come Back, My Love novel Chapter 359

Chapter 359

‘You can’t-

“I can. And I will,”

My blood turned to ice. “Why? What do you possibly gain from this?”

His lips curved into a cruel smile. But his eyes–his eyes were empty.

“Because I want you to suffer.”

The words hung in the air between us, heavy and suffocating.

I stared at him, my vision blurring. “What?”

“You heard me.” He straightened up, releasing my shoulders but not stepping back. “I want you to feel every second of it. The sickness.

The exhaustion. The fear. I want you to lie awake at night, terrified of what’s coming. I want you to carry this baby knowing that every

day, you’re one step closer to being tied to me forever.”

A sob caught in my throat.

“You think you can just erase me from your life?” he continued, his voice soft and vicious. “This baby will make sure that never happens.

Every time you look at it, you’ll see my face. Every time it cries, you’ll hear my voice. And you’ll know–you’ll know–that you can never escape me.”

I couldn’t breathe.

My hands trembled as I wiped at my eyes. “Then just kill me,” I whispered. “If you want me to suffer so badly, just kill me. Wouldn’t that hurt more?”

For a moment, he didn’t move.

Then, slowly, he reached out and cupped my face in his hands. His touch was surprisingly gentle–almost tender.

But his words were anything but.

“Don’t even think about it,” he said quietly. “Because if you die, Sophia, your parents will suffer. And I’ll make sure they know it’s your fault.”

My breath hitched.

“So no. His thumb brushed away a tear. “You don’t get to die. You don’t get to escape. You’re going to stay right here, with me, and live with the consequences of every choice you’ve made.”

I wanted to scream. To fight. To claw his eyes out.

But I couldn’t.

Because he was right.

If I died, my parents would pay the price.

And I couldn’t let that happen.

And then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw her.

Claire.

Panic flared in my chest. But instead of shrinking back, I did something I hadn’t planned.

I reached up and pulled Lucas closer, pressing my lips to his.

He stiffened in surprise, but then his hands moved to my waist, pulling me against him.

When I finally pulled back, I looked him straight in the eye.

“Why can’t you just let me go, Lucas?” My voice was soft, almost seductive. “Why do you keep doing this to me?”

His gaze darkened.

I tilted my head, a bitter smile playing on my lips. “Unless… you’re still in love with me.”

His jaw tightened.

“Maybe you should just marry me instead,” I continued, my tone mocking. “Give the baby your name. Make it legitimate.”

For a second, he looked like he might actually consider it.

But before he could answer, the door slammed open.

Claire stormed in, her face twisted with fury.

“What the hell are you two doing?”