Faced with Dorian's attitude, Jessica only cried harder, clinging to the doorframe and refusing to leave, all the while apologizing repeatedly to Elysia.
There weren’t many people speaking in the room, but the atmosphere felt overwhelmingly chaotic.
Elysia finally couldn't take it anymore. Everything unfolding before her was a tangled mess that made her feel sick to her stomach.
What kind of performance was Dorian putting on? If he truly wanted Jessica out, he could have just picked her up and thrown her out—why all this drawn-out drama in front of her? It was making her head throb.
She tossed aside the piece of clothing in her hand and declared, “Let’s go. I don’t want anything from here anymore. Every single thing in this house disgusts me—I can’t even stand to touch any of it!”
Her resolute words made Dorian’s face go pale.
Amara set down the clothes she was holding and said, “Alright, let’s go.”
She led Elysia toward the door, giving Jessica a brief, cold glance as they passed.
Dorian couldn’t stand it any longer. He rushed over and grabbed Elysia in an embrace. “Don’t go. I won’t let you leave!”
For a moment, there was only silence.
Then, the composure Elysia had maintained for so long suddenly shattered.
She shoved Dorian away with all her strength, screaming, “Don’t touch me! Get away from me! You’re disgusting, don’t touch me!”
She pushed him so forcefully that he stumbled back, crashing into the edge of a cabinet.
Dorian’s back hit the furniture with a sharp pain, but he barely seemed to notice.
He stared at Elysia in shock, deeply wounded—did she really call him disgusting?
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