NovelEnglishChapter 143 “Matilda!” In that heart-stopping moment, Yvan’s grip on the steering wheel went slack, his body lurching backward to grab her. “Are you out of your mind? Do you have a death wish?* But in the next instant, the woman turned her head to glance at Yvan with eyes full of despair. Then, without any hesitation, she leaped from the speeding car! With the vehicle’s momentum, Matilda tumbled onto the asphalt, her knees scraping and bleeding, her body spinning until it hit the curb’s flowerbed.
Yvan slammed on the brakes, the car skidding several meters before coming to a halt, evidence of just how fast they’d been going when she jumped.
Matilda lay by the roadside, then pulled herself up, clutching a lamppost. Blood trickled from a gash on her leg, but she seemed oblivious to the pain as she staggered away.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtYvan followed, but Matilda knew she couldn’t outrun him and stopped.
Turning around, she screamed at him, “Don’t come any closer!” That look in her eyes chilled Yvan to the bone.
“Matilda...” His voice trembled as he called her name. “Why do you insist on doing this?” “If you come any closer, I'll throw myself into traffic!” she threatened.
Her voice, hoarse and desperate, shook Yvan to his core. He looked up at Matilda, seeing in her eyes a reckless determination.
“I mean it! Yvan, just try me!” [x] She despised him, despised everything about the Boyd family, even more than she feared death itself.
Yvan's eyes reddened. “Do you hate me that much, Matilda?” Her response was immediate and unequivocal. “Yes!” Yes, she hated him! Hated him enough to prefer death over returning to his side! In that moment, Yvan had to face the truth: he’d lost. He'd lost to the stark hatred in her eyes.
Trembling, he reached out to her. “Matilda, you're in the middle of a depressive episode. Just calm down, alright? Let’s go home and talk...” Matilda laughed bitterly. “Home? My home is long gone, Mr. Boyd. Disappointed? My family was ruined five years ago.” She was no longer the Matilda of the past! Time could never be turned back! Yvan covertly dialed a number, hastily texting his men, unsure if they'd understand his cryptic 1/2 05:56 Chapter 143 message. Then, he raised his voice again, “Come back to the Boyd estate!” “The Boyd estate?” Matilda shook her head. “That's your home, not mine.”
“That was...” Our home. Yvan's voice caught in his throat. Matilda's expression made it clear she wanted no further entanglement with him.
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He couldn't bear to see her wounded and standing by the roadsides remembering how proud and privileged she once was. Who had driven her to this? Yvan tried to buy time, waiting for his people to arrive, certain they could take her back by force if necessary.
He... he couldn't stand the thought of her out of his sight again.
Hardening his heart, he played his last card. “Don’t forget, your son is still at our house!” Your son!
Yvan's words shook Matilda, her gaze unfocused before slowly sharpening as she Iooked at him .Yvan how many more schemes will you use to force me? Doesn't your heart ache when you use Logan as a threat?” Yvan was taken aback.
Matilda continued, “Is it that you'll only truly hurt when Logan is gone, too?”
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