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Chapter 355
Chapter 355:
“I can be responsible for her!” Cole shouted. “But we do not need to divorce p>
He stared into June’s eyes, preparing to push them both over the edge of the abyss.
“I will never sign those papers,” Cole stated, his voice dropping to a chilling, authoritative register, abandoning all pretense of a peaceful separation. “You are my wife. You are a core asset of the Compton family. I don’t care if you hate me. I don’t care if we have to live in separate wings of this penthouse for the rest of our lives. You will remain exactly where you belong — under my absolute control p>
The shattered pieces of the doorframe lay scattered across the carpet. The silence in the small guest room was deafening, broken only by the ragged, heavy sound of Cole’s breathing.
𝗝o𝗂𝗇 𝘁𝗁𝘦 c𝘰𝘮𝘮u𝗇іt𝘺 𝗮t.с𝗼𝘮
Cole stared down at June, his dark eyes burning with a manic, desperate light. He opened his mouth and let the most absurd, horrifying proposal spill from his lips.
“You can stay,” Cole said, his words rushing out in a frantic, twisted attempt at logic. “You keep the title. You remain the legal, untouchable Mrs. Compton. You keep the black cards, the penthouses, the absolute power of the family name p>
He paused, his chest heaving, his tone shifting into a sickeningly casual register — as though he were negotiating a minor corporate merger.
“As for Alycia and the child,” he continued, his jaw tightening slightly, “I will fulfill my duty to my brother. I will set them up in a separate estate across the country. They will be provided for, but they will never step foot in our world. But you — you are not going anywhere. You will continue to attend the galas, you will smile for the board of directors, and you will fulfill your obligations as my partner. You think you can just walk away and embarrass me in front of Wall Street? No. You are mine, June. You will stay in this legal cage until the day you die, even if we tear each other apart behind closed doors. Think of the stability. The power. You lose nothing and remain untouchable. It’s the only logical solution p>
The air in the room evaporated.
June stood frozen against the wall, her eyes wide, staring at the man in front of her as though he had just mutated into something grotesque and unrecognizable.
She could not process the staggering moral bankruptcy of his words. He was proposing to turn their marriage into a permanent, suffocating prison — to keep her locked in a legal cage as a corporate trophy, a beautifully dressed hostage to maintain his pristine public image, while he managed his twisted guilt in the shadows. He truly believed his authority could force her to accept this degrading existence.
A violent surge of emotion exploded in June’s chest — a toxic mixture of profound sorrow for the years she had wasted on him, and a blinding, white-hot fury.
A sound escaped her throat.
June began to laugh.