A Journey from Bitterness to Truth (Matilda and Yvan) novel Chapter 475

Chloe had finally hit rock bottom, facing Declan with a smile that was more tragic than joyful, filled with emptiness and despair.

She whispered faintly, "Yeah, Declan, you're ruthless. What's stopping you from doing anything?"

Declan met Chloe's gaze with a furrowed brow. He didn't like this melodramatic act she was putting on. When she was with Godfrey, she seemed perfectly happy!

"Don't play the victim here." Declan sneered viciously, "Chloe, I've seen you at your worst."

Chloe remained silent, simply closing her eyes to avoid looking at Declan. She believed everyone had feelings. She had gone through hell and back for him, endured slander, and yet, he had kicked her to the curb effortlessly. And when she tried to escape, he dragged her back. What did he see her as? A toy? An object to satisfy his desires? With so many women in the world, why couldn't he just leave her alone?

Later, Declan, furious at Chloe's resistance, desperately wanted to provoke a different reaction from her. Under his domineering presence, Chloe's sobs were faint, piercing Declan's heart like needles.

When it was over, he stood up to find Chloe curled up, her body covered in bruises from Declan's touch, a chaotic mix of blue and purple. Seeing Chloe in such a state, disheveled and battered, still trembling, something in Declan's heart... tightened.

"Get up!" He reached for Chloe's hand, but she didn't flinch or dodge, unlike before when she would have recoiled as if electrocuted. This unusual response surprised Declan, and only then did he realize her body was burning up. Was she running a fever...? Since when?

Declan's pupils shrank, and he immediately took off his shirt to cover her, then quickly called Keaton, his voice laced with alarm, "Keaton! Get over to my apartment, now!"