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    Tilda inwardly grumbled about his recklessness.


    Just as she was about to speak, her wrist was suddenly grabbed.


    The next moment, she was abruptly spun around, and he pinned her beneath him.


    Tilda’s heart raced as she looked at Lyndon, who was so close to her.


    Countless fragments of past trauma shed through her mind uncontrobly.


    In her memory, the car was dimly lit, and the man’s breath felt harsh and terrifying.


    She fought desperately, but couldn’t break free from the man.


    “Let me go! Let me go!” Tilda shouted in panic, pping Lyndon across the face without hesitation.Property ? of N?velDrama.Org.


    The sharp sound of the p echoed in the quiet night.


    For a moment, Lyndon’s mind cleared.


    He tried to focus on the woman under him.


    “You…”


    Tilda, pale and trembling, pushed him away and rushed to the door.


    Lyndon was shoved back onto the bed, leaving him dizzy and unable to think clearly.


    Drunk and feverish, he closed his eyes, his head spinning.


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    Outside the room, Tilda leaned against the wall, her chest heaving.


    The sweat of Lingering fear draped across her back, sending shivers down her spine.


    She took deep breaths, trying to calm herself.


    Her hand, still trembling from the p, wiped the sweat from her forehead.


    The corridor was silent and empty.


    After a few moments, Tilda began to calm down.


    She was about to return to her room but hesitated.


    Lyndon was still feverish.


    If she didn’t help lower his temperature, it could be serious.


    She frowned, feeling a mix of annoyance and responsibility.


    At this moment, she regretted marrying him on impulse.


    She wasn’t a cold-blooded person and couldn’t ignore someone who was ill.


    But having to face him constantly felt like a cruel reminder of her past trauma.