They Beg For My Return (Camila Jackson) novel Chapter 163

Chapter 163 So Do You Want Me?

Johnny’s face turned gloomy in an instant. He raised his hand suddenly, and the burly men behind him spread out in a fan shape, blocking Daniel and the others‘ path.

“Daniel, if you’re not taking Patricia away today, no one’s leaving!” Johnny growled, his voice dripping with malice.

For ages, he’d been living in Daniel’s shadow. Finally, he’d managed to snatch Daniel’s girlfriend, indulging in the satisfaction of having her for a few days to vent his frustrations.

But now, here he was, losing to Daniel again.

Losing was bad enough, but trying to toss the woman he’d discarded back to Daniel, only for Daniel to reject her, was a humiliation he couldn’t stomach.

He thought Daniel was crazy about Patricia. Yet, in just a few days, Daniel had already moved on to someone else. It turned out the woman Johnny had fought so hard to take was nothing more than someone Daniel didn’t care about.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got, his eyes practically spitting fire.

Daniel’s brows furrowed into a sharp crease, his eyes flashing with irritation. He forcefully shoved Johnny’s outstretched hand. “Move.”

The shove carried all of Daniel’s strength, catching Johnny off guard. He stumbled back a few steps, nearly falling to the ground.

“You dare push me?” Johnny roared, his anger boiling over. With a shout, he lunged at Daniel.

Daniel didn’t back down. He sidestepped Johnny’s attack and countered with a punch that landed squarely on Johnny’s shoulder.

The two men grappled, exchanging blows, as chaos erupted around them. It descended into chaos as fists flew and shouts echoed.

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Amid the commotion, Patricia swayed her hips as she sauntered over to Lucy.

The delicate, pitiful facade she usually wore had vanished, replaced by a twisted expression of malice and provocation. “He‘

s a man I threw away, and you’re acting like he’s some prize?” she sneered.

Lucy cast her a brief, indifferent glance before turning her attention back to the brawl.

Being ignored only made Patricia’s features contort further in rage. “I’m talking to you!” she snapped.

But Lucy remained unmoved.

Patricia’s fury erupted. “You bitch! Daniel humiliated me because of you. Who do you think you are? Just a poor student acting all innocent!”

Patricia couldn’t stand those prim and proper schoolgirls. Trapped in her own mess, she hated seeing others untouched by it. Without warning, she raised her hand and slapped Lucy hard across the face.

A cold, hard glint flashed in Lucy’s eyes. Almost instinctively, her hand dove into her pocket, fingers gripping the butterfly knife. If anyone dared to strike her without reason, they’d pay with blood.

Just as Lucy was about to pull out the knife and retaliate, the piercing screech of tires cut through the air. A sleek black Maybach came to a smooth stop by the roadside.

The car window rolled down slowly, revealing Turner’s refined and strikingly handsome face. “Lucy, I knew it was you,” he

said.

Turner’s sudden appearance made Lucy’s heart sink like a stone. She froze, her hand still gripping the kn. completely stunned.

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‘It’s over. Turner saw everything. Would he tell Mom? Or worse, would he tell Camila?‘ she wondered. The thought sent chills down her spine.

While Lucy was still lost in her panic, Patricia’s hand came down hard on her cheek with a loud smack, the force of it sending her stumbling backward.

Her cheek burned fiercely, but Lucy seemed oblivious to the pain. Her first instinct was to glance at Turner. Turner’s eyes narrowed sharply, his gaze darkening. Without hesitation, he stepped out of the car, shoved Patricia aside, and rushed to Lucy’s side. “Lucy, are you hurt?”

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ume out. She didn’t know how to explain. Lucy looked up at him, her lips parting slightly Turner didn’t wait for an explanation. With a frown, his eyes flicked over the delinquent men fighting nearby and then locked onto the red mark of Patricia’s slap on Lucy’s face. Without saying a word, he grabbed her arm and pulled her away. Lucy stumbled as he pulled her along. Her steps were unsteady as she struggled to keep up. Once inside the car, the door

Chapter 163 So Do You Want Me

shut with a decisive click, and the Maybach sped off without delay

Daniel, still caught up in the chaos of the fight, turned toward the retreating car and towed, “Stop the dame or miner

Lucy sat in the passenger seat with her head bowed, messy strands of hair falling around her face. The bright and impres of the slap barely showed through the tangle of her hair

Her hands were tightly clasped, fingers instinctively rubbing together. Her knuckles turned white was traversion.

She stole a glance at Turner, who was engrossed in driving. She parted her lips several times, only to falter and fall stent unsure how to explain.

It was eerily quiet in the car.

Every second felt like an eternity. Lucy’s mind raced, scrambling for an excuse, but nothing seemed right

Turner didn’t ask a single question during the drive. His silence only made Lucy’s unease grow stronger

Finally, the car came to a slow stop. Turner unbuckled his seatbelt, pushed open the door, and stepped out

Lucy took a deep breath and followed him, trailing behind.

Once inside the room, Turner walked straight to the sofa and sat down. He rested his hands on his knees, his gaze calm yer piercing, as if searching for answers.

Lucy stood still, feeling extremely uneasy inside.

After a long pause, Turner let out a sigh, breaking the silence. “Take a seat. I’ll grab the first aid kit, he said evenly, his tone giving nothing away.

Lucy blinked in surprise. Only after he got up and left did she slowly lower herself onto the sofa.

This was the second time Lucy had been to Turner’s place. His home was as spotless as ever, with the furniture neatly arranged and not a speck of dust in sight.

She thought it made sense. He was gay, and gay guys always seemed to have a thing for cleanliness. The thought made her feel a little uneasy.

Wait, could he and his boyfriend have… had sex on this couch? The idea made Lucy jump to her feet, her face slightly flushed.

“What’s wrong?” Turner asked as he walked in, noticing her flustered expression and looking puzzled.