Chapter 23


    fung open the door, ignoring the sting in her feet as she me desperately. She had only taken a few steps when she collided with


    chest and let out a startled cry, pushing hand with both hands.


    Connor taken aback by the shove, responded irritably “Cam, what’s got you running like a bat out of hell?”


    res familiar, deep, and nch voice reached her ears. Carm looked up abruptly, her face still marked by fear, breathing heavily


    it was only under the dim streetlighting through the window that Connor could see Cam’s hair was disheveled, and tears


    streaked her face. Her blouse was unbuttoned and wrinkled, revealing her figure.


    brow furrowed, he asked sterly, “What happened?”


    Overwhelmed with fear and grievance, Cam burst into tears. She pointed towards her home, sobbing uncontrobly. “My


    exboyfriend


    onnor strode past her up the steps. Cam followed, worried about him.


    pushed open the door to find shattered ss everywhere and a man struggling to rise using the sofa.


    Then eyes met.


    nor clenched his fists, veins throbbing, and took a step forward, punching the man in the face.


    Tucker barely steady, s t a g e r e d and fell, blood trickling from theer of his mouth. Connor grabbed him by the cor, lifting


    and pummeling him repeatedly


    Tucker couldn’t fight back. He had blood smeared over his face, crying out in pain.


    Disgusted by the blood on his own hands, Connor threw him down and kicked him in the stomach. Tucker curled up, blood


    pouring


    from his mouth.


    Hofed, Cam grabbed Connor’s hand and cried out. “Enough! He’ll die if you keep this up!”


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    Connor paused, then slowly turned around, his eyes fierce. “Are you feeling sorry for him?”


    Cam shook her head, crying, “If he dies, it’s excessive self-defense…


    Dinnor then stomped on Tucker’s groin. That would incapacitate him, if not kill him.


    The room reeked of blood. Cam, terrified, trembled violently and copsed to the floor.


    Connor pulled out some tissues to wipe the blood off his hands and threw them on the man. He approached Cam, his eyes


    neticeably softer. “Can you walk?” he asked gently.


    With tears still on her face, Cam shook her head. Connor took off his suit jacket and draped it over her, then scooped her up in


    his


    Thud- The door shut, sealing off the scent of blood and Connor’s brutality.


    Cam clung tightly to Connor’s shirt, still shivering Connor walked down the five-story staircase steadily. The driver, seeing his


    boss carrying Cam, was startled. He quickly approached. “Mr. Connor, what happened?”


    “Call someone to take care of the mess at Cam’s ce,” Connor said emotionlessly


    “Yes, sir, the driver immediately made the call.


    Connor helped Cam into the car and took a tissue to wipe the tears from her face. He opened a bottle of water and handed it to


    her.


    color After taking a sip. Cam slowly came back to her senses, her pale face regaining some


    Feeling better?” Connor asked softly.