?<strong>Chapter 915:</strong>


    “Then…” Rickey hesitated. His tone wavered, betraying his unease. “Was she crying badly?”


    Dunn’s expression turned cold, the faint smile that had softened his features now gone. He wasn’t someone who smiled easily—it wasn’t in his nature. But he’de to realize that his patience, his tenderness, were only for Aurora.


    “Rickey, I won’t let her cry for you again in the future.”


    On the other end, Rickey remained silent. The weight of those words settled heavily over him.


    He had made the choice to let go, to step aside.


    So why did he feel this unbearable ache now?


    “You don’t need to worry about her anymore. Just get yourself a model girlfriend,” Dunn continued, his tone unwavering.


    Rickey felt a flicker of indignation rise within him. Still, he was the one who had said such nonsense.


    After years of knowing Dunn, he understood exactly the kind of man Dunn was.


    Dunn might seem indifferent and upetitive on the surface, but once he set his sights on something—or someone—he would fight relentlessly, leaving no room for doubt or retreat.


    Behind Dunn’sposed and distant demeanor was a fierce possessiveness, sharp and unyielding.


    Rickey, the same age as Dunn, couldn’t deny that there were things about Dunn he couldn’t match—his unwavering focus, his ability to approach situations with precision and decisiveness.


    For instance, the time Aurora had her first period, she had been slumped over her desk all day, her face pale, her body drenched in sweat. Rickey, clueless and worried, had repeatedly asked what was wrong, but Aurora refused to tell him. Desperate, he had called Dunn.


    It took Dunn mere seconds to understand the situation.


    “Go to the store and get her some tampons.”


    From that moment on, something inside Rickey changed. He couldn’t see Aurora as just a child anymore.


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    “Alright, just don’t be envious of me when the timees,” Rickey replied.


    Dunn’s faint smile was maddeninglyposed, the kind of smile that exuded quiet confidence and undeniable authority.


    “I won’t be.”


    “Why so certain? Do you really think Aurora outshines a supermodel?”


    “Absolutely. Aurora is in a league of her own.”


    Rickey fell silent. He hated to admit it, but deep down, he knew Dunn was right.


    “Wow, that’s really jealous,” Rickey muttered, fighting to keep his emotions in check. “My dad’s calling. I’ll hang up now.”


    “Bye.”


    As soon as the call ended, Rickey slumped into his seat in the VIP lounge, staring nkly ahead. His mind raced, but his body felt drained, as though he had just run a grueling marathon.


    From behind his magazine, Rickey’s father cast a knowing nce.


    “Heartbroken, huh?”


    Rickey’s irritation red immediately, his brows furrowing. “Don’t talk nonsense.”


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