The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In novel Chapter 1036

Chapter 1036 Haunted by the Past

“You didn’t eat enough while my brother was here?”

Rianne paused.

She really didn’t want to talk about Eddie.

In all honesty, she hadn’t felt comfortable eating while Eddie was with her. Especially when she managed a few bites, he would bring up the subject of her “injury.”

The man looked so gentle and refined normally, yet he was so fiercely persistent when it came to her wellbeing.

While Tessa and Rianne were settling into a semblance of peace, Marie was on the verge of a breakdown.

Dan was still in Falvaria.

Ever since the night of Stella’s wedding; specifically after Derrick had gone and tattled on her, Marie had been doing everything in her power to avoid Dan like the plague.

And so, the moment she saw Dan’s car blocking the middle of the road, Marie didn’t even have to think. “Turn around. Now.”

“Marie.”

Dan was already at her car door. When he looked at her, his eyes were brimming with such profound sorrow that it felt suffocating just to catch a glimpse of them.

“We’re done, Dan,” Marie said sharply. “Give it up. Just go!”

She had said what needed to be said; now she just needed to get away. However, just as the driver was about to floor it, Dan yanked the car door open and dragged Marie out.

Marie struggled against his grip. “Hey! What do you think you’re doing?”

Wait, didn’t I lock the doors? How on earth did he get them open?

Dan didn’t answer; he simply shoved Marie into his own car. In that instant, Marie’s heart raced. Her mind immediately flashed to how Derrick would react when he found out.

This was going to be the death of her.

“Hey! Let go, let go of me!”

Marie tried to kick Dan as he climbed in after her, but he caught her slender ankle in a firm grip.

She spun around, reaching for the door handle on her side. However, it was locked.

Dan got into the seat and looked at Conan in the driver’s seat. “Drive.”

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1:04 pm

Chapter 1036 Haunted by the Past

Finished

“You bastard! Are you trying to ruin me?” Marie snapped. She was losing her mind.

She hadn’t even had much contact with Dan lately, and yet Derrick had still managed to stir up drama with her mother. If he found out about this, he’d probably have her mother skin her alive.

She caught sight of the lingering bruises on Dan’s face. “Seriously? Your wounds haven’t even healed and you have the nerve to come looking for me again!”

Thinking about Derrick’s recent bouts of jealousy gave Marie a massive headache. This was no joke. Whenever he got jealous, the complaints he’would go on about were incredibly frustrating to deal with.

Dan reached out and took her hand.

“Wha–what are you doing? My god, you really are out to get me.” Marie tried to wrench her hand back, but Dan’s grip only tightened.

“What do you want?” she demanded.

“Marie… come away with me. Please?”

Marie froze. Her brain felt like it had hit a brick wall.

Good lord, is he actually trying to pull the elope with me card? This absolute idiot was definitely trying to get her killed.

“What kind of pipe dream are you living in? Stop the car right now and let me out!”

She had to get out before Derrick got wind of this, otherwise she was done for. And Dan; the man was a lunatic. She and Derrick were nothing more than acquintaces not long ago, and he was all over Ella. But now he wanted her to elope? Was he after her money or her life?

Besides, she was actually starting to like Derrick a little.

Dan squeezed her hand, his grip turning heavy as his breathing became ragged. “I had forgotten so much. So very much.”

He had remembered Marie, but he hadn’t remembered the beautiful things between them. The countless little moments of their life together had been lost to him. He hadn’t even remembered that he loved her.

But now, he did.

Marie met Dan’s sorrowful eyes. “Okay, but you can’t just expect me to clope with you just because you suddenly remembered. You’re going to get someone killed like this.”

“Are you… afraid of Derrick?” Dan asked. “Or do you care that much about his feelings?”

Marie stared at him. What the hell is he talking about?

“He’s my husband. Is it wrong for me to care about his feelings?”

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