Chapter 1680:


    “I have nothing to do with your daughter,” Shaun reiterated coldly. “I don’t care about her, and I certainly won’t marry her.”


    “You will pay for this,” Leon threatened in a low voice. “You slept with our daughter, and you won’t even admit it! I’m sure you’re aware of the consequences of your actions.”


    Shaun sneered. “I couldn’t care less about your so-called consequences. If you want to take this to court, then by all means, go ahead. But I need you to stop making a scene in front of me.”


    Without warning, Lucille lunged again, this time aiming to w at his face. “You monster! How could you do this to Dolores?”


    Shaun initially had no intentions of getting physical with them, but after deflecting her attacks several times, he finally had enough. In his frustration, he shoved her away—hard.


    Lucille stumbled backward, lost her bnce, andnded soundly on her ass. To no one’s surprise, she began to wail. “Oh God! Everyone, this evil man has defiled my daughter! My poor, innocent daughter! He must answer for his crimes!”


    Then, Dolores suddenly appeared, seemingly out of nowhere. She dropped to her knees beside Lucille and embraced her distraught mother. “Mom, please don’t! Don’t me Shaun; he just doesn’t remember that night. If he did, he would never treat me like this!” Lucille clung to Dolores, her sobs loud and grating. Shaun could no longer tell whether it was from genuine grief or if the woman was simply a master of acting.


    “Oh, my poor daughter! Don’t you worry, Mom and Dad will protect you!” Lucille was making it sound like Dolores had suffered the greatest injustice imaginable.


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    Dolores pulled herself up and stumbled toward Shaun, painting a clear picture of a weak, vulnerable woman. Thanks to her recent illness, she looked especially fragile.


    “Shaun,” she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper, “about that night… It’s okay. I know that I… I like you, maybe too much. I was holding on to a sliver of hope that—”


    “Cut the act,” Shaun interrupted sharply. “I can’t even stand the sight of you. Didn’t I already tell you to stay away from me? Or did you think I was joking?”


    Dolores gave him a faint smile. “I remember you telling me that you’d marry me, Shaun. That night, you told me that you would never let me suffer. I believed you, and I’ve been waiting all this time for you to finally marry me. You have to believe me. I’m the woman who loves you the most in this world.” A flicker of anticipation shed in her eyes as she finished speaking. What was she hoping for? Sympathy? Pity, even?


    She was betting on Shaun’s conscience.


    But she didn’t know that he had already regained his memory. He saw right through her little charade.


    Shaun stared at Dolores for a brief moment before raising his hand and pping her across the face.


    That wiped the smile right off her face. Her eyes widened in a mix of shock and confusion.


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