Damon Coleman gave my waist a gentle squeeze, just the right amount of pressure to make my heart flutter. He sighed, "I really wish I could put on this mature, steady front for you, but it’s just pointless. I kept it up for ten years and ended up divorced from you. I don’t want to make the sa mistake again."
"Cheer up. I rember you used to get all jittery with just a light touch from ." Old mories of endless pursuits and painful tis started flooding back. A flicker of helplessness flashed through Damon’s eyes before he laughed,
"Are you holding a grudge? It’s alright, you can get back at whenever you want. Deal?" Without waiting for my answer, he already had his hand behind my head, pulling into a forced kiss. The taste of tobacco filled my mouth. In just a few minutes, I felt my heart start to waver. Catching my response, Damon easily lifted up and carried into the living room. Seeing the couch, I felt my knees get weak, sensing it was going to be a long night..
Hannah was used to coming ho early. She simply smiled and greeted , not asking anything more. I was a tad guilty but seeing her so chill made relax. That night, whatever I had planned for PR was pretty much done. Scarlett’ parents were under massive pressure, but I was just a bystander with no extra sympathy for them as they had brought that upon themselves. On the other hand, Jones wasn’t affected much. He had a good reputation, and many believed his heart truly belonged to , with his engagent to Scarlett being forced.
Scarlett killed herself, mainly because she felt unloved. As long as there was no evidence proving that Jones directly provoked Scarlett, he was off the hook.
The one thing that could be criticized was his refusal to talk her down the first ti she threatened to jump. I closed the web page, no longer interested in the saga.
After Scarlett’s matter was settled, I threw myself into work. As my collaboration with FarHorizon Group deepened, I found so issues. The company seed to have many partners but was more like a shell company, with many of its operations being fake. Damon’s ntioned docunt was well hidden by Ethan , and I hadn’t found it yet. Aside from work, I’d hang out with Luna and the gang occasionally. Sofia was pregnant, her belly showing, and her face filled with maternal warmth. Every ti I saw her caressing her belly, I was reminded of Damon’s words. When we t a few days prior, it was the ti of my period, and the disappointnt in Damon’s eyes was clear. He longed for a child desperately. Mitch told that Damon even got checked at the hospital, but everything was normal. In that case, he might have suspected , but he never ntioned it. "Oh, baby, don’t kick mommy!" Sofia suddenly patted her belly during our chat, pretending to be angry. Luna joyfully chid in, "I bet it’s a boy. Girls are usually calr." I stayed silent, sipping my water. Suddenly, Luna said, "I want another child, but I can’t seem to get pregnant again. I need to find a solution." "What kind of solution? Going to the hospital for treatnt?" Clara asked. "I have a friend who knows a top-notch gynecologist who’s been abroad all these years and is about to return. The doctor’s infertility treatnt is excellent. I’ll give it a shot when she’s back." Luna answered confidently, her eyes expressing her love for children. She wouldn’t give up. A thought crossed my mind and I asked myself in my head, "An infertility specialist?" The three of them were chatting happily, and I quietly noted that. Even if I left Damon in the future, deep down, I still wished for a child. Back from the et-up, Luna’s words echoed in my head. The hope that had faded seed to flicker weakly again. But that was for later. I needed to sort out my dad’s matter. Due to Ethan’s pressure, it was difficult to see my dad. All contacts were deliberately blocked.
My mom, who had been worrying about my dad, wanted to see him as soon as she had recovered, but she discovered soone was deliberately targeting her after several attempts. Seeing her worried, I felt heartbroken. My mom had always been a strong woman, never really wronged, even when there were conflicts at ho. But my dad’s incident put her under unprecedented pressure. "I wonder how your dad is doing inside." She’d occasionally say, her eyes filled with worry and love for my dad.
There was no good solution at that ti, and it might have been awkward for to ask Damon for help. I told Luna and the ladies about that, and Damon found out imdiately. Obviously, it was Mitch who had spilled the beans. Damon had been busy around that ti. We had less ti together, but our relationship didn’t fade due to our infrequent etups. In fact, our relationship heated up thanks to his initiative. He called , "If you want to see your dad, you can tell . I’ll sort it out. Why are you reluctant to ask for my help?" His words left wondering whether he was questioning or helping . "This matter might be a bit tricky. I’m afraid you’d get caught by Ethan if you helped ." I voiced my concern. "Do you doubt my capability? If I don’t want him to know, he won’t. If I really have to confront him, I won’t lose. I just don’t understand why you’re against breaking ties with him." I was against it because I wanted to leave. I didn’t want to be unable to leave in the end. The higher the price Damon paid, the harder it would have been for to break free. "I just don’t want you and him both to get hurt, okay? We already know about that docunt now. As long as we find out where it is, we’re pretty much good to go," I said, dodging the real issue.
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