Suddenly, Dorian spotted someone crouched by the roadside, crying. Curiosity made him look again, and he realized the figure seemed familiar. “Is that Amara?” he called out.
Finnian immediately lifted his head, following Dorian’s gaze.
When he saw the small figure huddled by the curb, his brow furrowed sharply. “Stop the car!”
Dorian hit the brakes, bringing the car to a halt right beside her.
“Amara, what happened?”
Finnian hurried out, opening the car door and kneeling at her side, gently lifting her head. Seeing her small face streaked with tears and filled with sorrow, his heart twisted painfully. He asked, panicked, “Why are you out here crying? Did someone hurt you?”
Dorian also stepped out and leaned against the car door, watching them.
Amara, crying right outside his house—what was going on? Had she come to talk to Elysia, and they ended up fighting?
Amara wiped her tears away, pushed Finnian aside, and walked off without saying a word.
She was at her absolute limit with Finnian right now. The man was infuriating: about to marry Liliana, yet always finding excuses to be around her, leaving her emotions in chaos. At this moment, Amara’s hatred for him felt overwhelming.
“Where are you going?”
Seeing her storm off in silence, Finnian grew anxious and moved to block her. “Let me take you home.”
“I don’t need you. I can get home myself.” Amara frowned, trying to push Finnian away.
Her cheeks were still streaked with tears, and she looked completely disheveled. And she was pregnant—how could Finnian possibly let her leave alone?
He took hold of her arm, his voice brooking no argument. “I’m taking you home.”

She was about to lose it. “I don’t want to go with you! Are you deaf?” she yelled.

…
With those furious words, Amara turned and walked away.
Finnian stood frozen in place, watching her retreating figure.
His body trembled slightly.


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