Chapter 38 Chapter 38: Once breakfast was finished, Khloe got into the car that Fiona had arranged for her.
These days, Henrik's men shadowed her whenever she left, though they kept their distance, careful not to intrude. At the hospital, just as Khloe was about to step into the ward, someone stepped in front of her.
She looked up to find Eric standing in her way.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHis face was set in a stern expression, his voice hard as he said, “Khloe, we need to have a private conversation." Khloe's brow furrowed slightly, her disinterest clear as she had no desire to deal with Eric. However, since they were in a hospital and her mother was still there, she didn't want to make a scene. Reluctantly, she followed him to a quieter spot.
"Khloe, for your own good, stay away from Karl," Eric said coldly, his expression full of arrogance.
"If you break things off with Karl, I'll make sure you have enough money to study abroad. No need to worry about expenses—I'll take care of everything. I can even set you up with a job at the Watson family's overseas branch." As Eric said this, he tilted his chin upward, his gaze radiating an air of superiority.
But Khloe was repulsed. So, this was what Eric wanted to say, throwing these offers in her face. It seemed he thought she had somehow bruised his ego.
A cold laugh escaped Khloe, her eyes full of disdain and mockery, as if she were looking at the biggest fool. "Eric, what makes you think you can tellwhat to do? You're Sloane's fiancé; don't forget that! What gives you the right to speak tolike this?" Eric hadn't anticipated this reaction. He believed that offering her such generous terms would make her reconsider, maybe even thank him for his "help." But Khloe's expression had turned frosty, her face as cold as ice, as though Eric's words were nothing more than the buzzing of an annoying mosquito.
Uneasy and frustrated, he stared at Khloe with a serious look.
"So, you plan to spend your life with that old man, huh? He's got a family. And with your criminal history, you honestly think he'll marry you? He's just playing with you. Wake up, Khloe. If you keep lowering yourself like this, it won't end well. And if it weren't for our past, do you honestly think I'd be going to all this trouble after the embarrassment you caused me?" gvlnovsis your escape to fiction Eric's words drained the last of Khloe's patience.
How absurd! Did Eric actually believe that by acting like he was doing her a favor, she'd be thankful? She had no words for such a self-righteous fool.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmKhloe sneered in disdain before turning to walk away. As she turned to leave, Eric panicked and grabbed her wrist.
Taken by surprise, Khloe stumbled as Eric yanked her, her back crashing into the cold, unforgiving wall. Seizing the moment, Eric stepped closer, forcing her between himself and the wall in a dominating move.
"Khloe, you're not going anywhere until you say yes," Eric close, his quick, warm breaths wraiddeaning in brushing against her face.
Khloe's eyes sparked with fury, her glare sharp and filled with open irritation and contempt. She fought verx back fiercely, attempting to break free from his grip, but his strength was too much, leaving her struggles useless. "Letgo, Eric!" Khloe screamed, her voice shaking with fury.
But Eric seemed deaf to her pleas, keeping her pinned against the wall.
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