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The Dawson family’s private jet landed smoothly on their exclusive airstrip, where Sebastian anxiously watched from the tarmac. Marie’s icy glare was directed at him, filled with a dangerous intensity that made him realize staying in Falvaria was a risky gamble. He knew Marie never forgot a grudge and was certain she would come after him eventually. Meanwhile, Derrick helped Marie into a car, enduring her fierce anger as she berated him for abandoning her, though he tried to calm her down for the sake of their unborn baby.

Sebastian refused to get into the car with them and remained on the airstrip until the vehicle disappeared down the road. His heart pounded with fear and frustration, knowing Marie was a formidable and terrifying woman, especially now that she was pregnant. He felt trapped between two ticking time bombs: Marie’s wrath and his simmering anger toward Derrick, who had betrayed him despite Sebastian’s brotherly treatment. Determined to avoid Derrick, Sebastian called for a car to pick him up, but was shocked to learn the road leading to the airstrip was closed and no vehicles were allowed through.

Inside the car, Derrick struggled to soothe Marie’s fury, but she remained bitter and resentful over the fallout from that night, blaming Derrick’s reckless actions for the terrible decisions she had to make. Derrick, who had been blackout drunk and had no memory of the events, felt guilty but was still trying to process the shock of what had happened. The tension between them was palpable as they both grappled with the painful aftermath, while Sebastian was left stranded and panicked on the deserted airstrip, desperate for a way out.

The private jet smoothly touched down on the tarmac, its wheels rolling steadily across the sleek surface. This was the Dawson family’s exclusive airstrip, a secluded spot where only their aircraft ever landed. At that moment, their plane was the lone vehicle resting there, surrounded by the quiet expanse.

Marie fixed Sebastian with a piercing glare so icy and sharp that he nearly recoiled, retreating back into the safety of the plane. The tension between them was palpable, and Sebastian’s heart hammered with the uneasy realization that staying in Falvaria was a dangerous gamble. Eventually, Marie would come for him—there was no doubt about that.

That woman never let go of a grudge. Not ever.

Derrick was quick to help Marie into the waiting car, but throughout the entire journey, she unleashed a torrent of anger on him. Her voice was sharp and unforgiving as she berated him for running off that day, calling him every name in the book—idiot, coward, disgrace. The fury in her eyes was so intense that at times it seemed she might actually strike him.

Each time Marie’s temper flared dangerously, Derrick gently caught her hands, soothing her with soft words. “Hold it in, Marie,” he urged quietly. “Wait until after the baby’s born.”

Once Marie fully accepted that the child was indeed Derrick’s, the threats to get rid of the baby ceased. But Sebastian? There was no way he was stepping into that car.

He remained rooted on the tarmac, watching until the car carrying Marie and Derrick disappeared down the winding road. Only then did he cautiously emerge from the plane’s shadow, his heart still pounding in his chest.

“God, this is going to be the death of me,” he muttered under his breath, the adrenaline still coursing through his veins.

The entire flight had been a nerve-wracking ordeal, filled with dread that Marie might suddenly storm the plane and unleash her wrath. And honestly, if she had, he couldn’t have blamed her. Marie was terrifying—her presence alone could send chills down anyone’s spine.

If she really decided to beat him half to death, it wouldn’t just frighten him—it might actually kill him.

Even worse, she was pregnant. If she accidentally hurt the baby while lashing out at him, Derrick would never forgive him.

“I swear, I’m caught between two ticking time bombs,” he grumbled bitterly as he shuffled off the plane.

His anger toward Derrick still simmered beneath the surface. The chaos of that night had been overwhelming, and if he hadn’t dragged Derrick out of the mess, he himself would have been the one left battered and bruised.

He had treated Derrick like a true brother, only to be betrayed and sold out like a fool. The memory alone made his blood boil.

Without hesitation, he pulled out his phone and dialed a number. The line connected almost instantly. “Mr. Sebastian?”

“Get the car here—right now. They’ve already left.”

There was no way Sebastian was going to ride with Derrick again. Fear of Marie had pushed him to arrange his own pickup.

But the voice on the other end hesitated. “Mr. Sebastian, the road leading to the Dawson family airport is closed off. No one is being allowed through.”

“What?” Sebastian’s voice cracked in disbelief.

“I’m stuck outside the exit gate. They won’t let me in. Maybe you can find another car inside and meet me halfway?”

Sebastian fell silent, his eyes scanning the empty tarmac. Aside from the solitary jet, the airstrip was deserted.

This was the Dawsons’ private airfield—normally, no outside vehicles were permitted entry.

And the car that had taken Derrick and Marie was already gone.

A sinking feeling settled deep in his chest.

“How can the road be closed? Their car just left. Why shut it down now?”

“No idea, sir,” came the flat reply.

Sebastian’s lips twitched in frustration. No idea? Really? Could this be Marie’s doing? He couldn’t quite believe she’d be petty enough for that… but then again, maybe she was.

He turned to ask the airport staff about arranging another ride out, but their response was blunt. “Sorry, all vehicles have left. There aren’t any available at the moment.”

Sebastian froze, panic creeping in. All the cars were gone; his pickup couldn’t get in. The nearest exit was miles away. Was this some kind of cruel joke?

His body went numb as he gripped his phone and dialed Derrick.

Meanwhile, inside the car, Derrick was still trying to soothe Marie’s fury. “Baby, please don’t be mad, okay?”

Marie rolled her eyes so hard it was almost audible. She had spent the entire trip oscillating between seething silence and brief naps.

And she had every right to be furious.

Because of Derrick’s reckless actions, she’d ended up making the worst decisions imaginable.

“Dan’s people were looking at me like I was an idiot. Happy now?” she snapped.

“I wouldn’t dare be happy,” Derrick replied, a reluctant smile tugging at his lips despite himself. Thᴇ link to the origɪn of this information rᴇsts ɪn fιɴdnοvel.net

He was clearly fighting back laughter, but the corners of his mouth betrayed him.

Marie fell silent, her thoughts dark. God, I could just kill him.

“How did I end up with such a moron?” she wondered bitterly.

He really was hopeless.

“You can’t imagine how terrible that night was—I still can’t even talk about it without wanting to scream,” she admitted softly.

“I didn’t know,” Derrick murmured, guilt lacing his voice.

He had been blackout drunk, with no memory of what had happened—nothing at all.

So however badly Marie had suffered, his recollection was hazy at best.

All he knew was that something had gone wrong between them, but the painful details escaped him.

Still, that morning, when he caught sight of the aftermath, the shock had left him speechless.

When Sebastian came looking for him later, Derrick was still half in disbelief, struggling to process everything.

The chapter closes on a note of tension and unresolved emotions, capturing the fragile and volatile dynamics between Marie, Sebastian, and Derrick. Each character is caught in a web of anger, regret, and fear, their interactions charged with the weight of past betrayals and the uncertain future ahead. Marie’s fierce protectiveness over her unborn child contrasts sharply with Sebastian’s growing desperation and Derrick’s conflicted guilt, painting a vivid picture of a family fractured yet bound by complex ties.

Despite the turmoil, there is a quiet undercurrent of care and vulnerability beneath the harsh words and sharp glances. The characters’ struggles reveal their humanity—their flaws, their pain, and their longing for some semblance of peace amidst chaos. This chapter leaves readers suspended in the emotional storm, sensing that while the path forward is fraught with challenges, the bonds between them, however strained, remain unbroken.

The next chapter promises to delve deeper into the tangled web of emotions and loyalties that bind Marie, Derrick, and Sebastian. As tensions simmer beneath the surface, expect the fragile alliances to be tested in unexpected ways. Will Marie’s simmering fury find a new outlet, or will Derrick’s attempts at calm and reason be enough to hold the fragile peace? Sebastian’s isolation and growing desperation hint at a brewing storm that could upend the delicate balance between them all.

Emotional stakes are higher than ever, with the unborn child casting a long shadow over every decision and interaction. The characters are caught in a whirlwind of regret, betrayal, and unresolved anger, and the next chapter will explore how they navigate this treacherous terrain. Secrets may surface, and hidden motives could come to light, leaving readers on edge as the true cost of past actions begins to unravel. Prepare for a chapter filled with tension, raw vulnerability, and the uneasy anticipation of what’s to come.

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