Chapter 144


    Yvan’s face darkened in an instant while Matilda clutched her chest,ughing at her own


    absurdity.


    “Yvan, you can’t begin toprehend the agony I’ve been through; you wouldn’t even try. If you could


    understand even a fraction of my pain, you wouldn’t have driven me to this!”


    With a turn of her heel, Matilda made to move on, but Yvan caught a glimpse of his men rolling up in


    their car and shouted, “Freeze!”


    Just as Matilda’s foot poised to bolt, the man’s voice sliced through the wind and into her ears like a


    knife, cleaving her in two!


    “Don’t let her get away! Catch her!”


    Startled, Matilda looked up to find herself surrounded by ck SUVs. She stumbled back. realizing


    there was no escape. When had they… How did they get here?


    Again, Yvan’s goons grabbed her, this time stuffing a rag into her mouth to prevent her from biting them


    or, worse, from biting her own tongue in a desperate act of self–harm.


    Trapped, with tears scalding her cheeks, Matilda trembled, feeling herself slipping back into the


    isting darkness she’d known all too well. She was hoisted into the vehicle, with men nking


    her on either side.


    Yvan tossed the keys to his driver and slid into the passenger seat of the van beside Matilda.


    Through her tear–blurred eyes, Matilda saw Yvan’s chiseled features, as cold and cruel as a demon


    from the deepest pits. He sneered at her. “All this trouble could’ve been avoided if you’d just been


    obedient from the start.”


    He was mocking her vulnerability, her helplessness.


    Eyes shut, the rag muffling her cries for help, Matilda could do nothing but let the car carry her ever


    closer to the Boyd estate.


    Twenty minutester, Matilda was back at the Boyd residence, but this time, Yvan didn’t lock her in


    some dark room. Instead, he carried her to a bed.


    The rag was yanked from her mouth, and she gasped for air. “What the hell do you want from me?”


    Desperation tinged her voice.


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    Yvan looked down, his gaze inadvertentlynding on the wound on her leg. At a snap of his fingers,


    someone brought in a first–aid kit.


    “If you can’t fight back, then submit. That’s what smart people do. What do you think you can win


    against me with just instinct and impulse?”


    Indeed, when it came to a hardened heart, she was no match for Yvan.


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    Chapter 144


    Some battles could be fought with passion and impulse, but there were others where even gambling


    with her life on a death wish wouldn’t be enough to ovee the man before her.


    Matilda felt a chill on her leg and involuntarily shivered, her thigh pinned down.


    Yvan cleaned her wound with a cotton ball soaked in antiseptic, diligently tending to her injuries before


    securing them with a bandage and adhesive tape.


    The tenderness he exhibited now was like a cruel poison pouring down Matilda’s throat. Her eyes


    reddened. “ying the good guy now, are you?”


    Yvan snorted, meeting her gaze. “I’ve never been the good guy; just unbearable to look at.”


    Matilda’s face smarted under his piercing look. “Yvan, what do I owe you?”


    Yvan remained silent.


    “I’ve given you everything; I have nothing left. What more do you want from me?”


    Still, Yvan said nothing.


    With a hopelessugh, Matilda pleaded, “Let me go, Yvan. If this keeps up, I’m afraid I’ll lose even my


    life.”