Dylan lifted his head and stared blankly at me, his eye sockets swollen an alarming, blazing red.
"I never agreed to let you leave me! How dare you marry another man?!
"It's Chelsea, she's the one behind all this! She did everything! I had no idea any of this was happening..."
He slammed his forehead against my knee, desperate hope blazing in his eyes.
"Those... those men, I've taken care of every last one of them! Come back home with me. The whole manor is still exactly how you liked it... just give me a chance to make it up to you!"
"Make it up to me?" I scoffed, my voice ice-cold. "Dylan, stop putting on this pathetic lovesick act. It makes me sick to my stomach."
"Even if Chelsea is the one who planned it all, even if you really didn't know what was going on, even if you s*******
