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Chapter 544
Chapter 544:
It was as though lightning had passed through him. Every drop of color left his face.
He snapped his head up. The desperation in his eyes collapsed instantly, replaced by something wild and barely contained.
“I told you!” Cole roared, his voice shaking the walls of the corridor. “I will never sign that paper! You will never leave me p>
“Then watch them rot in federal prison!” June turned on her heel and walked away.
Cole came apart. He lunged forward and his hand closed around her wrist in a crushing grip, squeezing her delicate skin with terrifying force.
“Are you in such a rush to divorce me because of that man?!” he snarled. The jealousy he had been holding back for days finally boiled over, burning through whatever remained of his reason. “Did Easton Hahn arrange your move?! Are you living in his apartment right now p>
June set her jaw against the sharp pain in her wrist and pulled hard, but he was too strong.
Cole’s eyes had gone completely red. He leaned in close and drove the cruelest, most venomous words he could find straight at her.
“Were you with him last night? Did you already crawl into his bed p>
That was the line.
𝗠𝘰𝗋𝗲 𝘯𝗼𝘷el𝘀 𝘰𝗇
June stopped struggling. She went completely still. Her eyes became something ancient and unbreakable — solid ice all the way through.
She raised her free left hand, twisted at the waist, and swung with the full force of her body behind it.
Smack.
The sound cracked down the silent corridor like a gunshot.
Cole’s head snapped hard to the side. A bright, swollen red handprint bloomed instantly across his pale cheek.
The shock of it was so complete that the iron grip on her wrist slackened by just a fraction.
June ripped her hand free. Her chest rose and fell in sharp, controlled breaths as she fixed him with a stare of pure, unfiltered contempt.
“Cole,” she said, her voice dripping with revulsion. “You make me sick p>
The sharp echo of the slap faded, and the second-floor corridor fell into a suffocating, absolute silence.
The air felt thick and unmoved.
Cole stood frozen, his head still turned to the side from the force of the blow. The left side of his face burned and throbbed, the skin swelling rapidly beneath the vivid imprint of her fingers. But he didn’t explode. He didn’t raise his hand. He didn’t even lift a finger to touch his cheek.
Very slowly, he turned his head back to face her.
His bloodshot eyes locked onto June. The anger was gone. In its place was something hollow and chilling — a quiet, unhinged madness that made the hairs rise on the back of her neck.
Then Cole lunged forward and seized her wrist again.
June’s heart spiked. She shifted her weight instinctively, preparing to bring her knee up in defense, certain he was finally going to retaliate.
But what he did next shattered every expectation she had.