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Chapter 3 Hitting Her Back

Word Count: 1099    |    Released on: 19/03/2026

Nolan off guard and sent a

years. She had spoken harshly to him before, yet she never truly w

o him, it was nothing more than a formality

r tone. "I'm exhausted today. Just try

ling it. "Sign the agreement and get som

burning inside Allison

then picked up the pen Nolan had prepared for

d arguing, everything felt easier. Relief escaped him in a long

side, he handed Allison a bank card. "T

ook the card and threw it straight into the trash. "Since t

expression turning stern. "

ith force. Pain shot through h

card passes through her hands, the balance s

ed and walked toward the gu

surgery. It could not take any more

a moment of silence, he gestured toward th

sleep tonight. But after Nolan left, exhaustion

ed losing something. Once that thing was

had been torn away from her heart, leaving b

ollowing morning, a kno

nd prepare coffee

st task assigned to Nol

patient, the female supervisor of the presidential residence pushed the door

a chill, and the thermostat in this gue

was removed, Allison

essed down on her, and she wanted nothing

allen to the floor. But before she could grab

carried that baton to discipline

ad lived here with Nolan, the bato

here by Hollie, even though she knew Alliso

s than she could count. And Nolan had always ignored

d as she lifted the baton once more. "Working he

woman's wrist. In one swift motion, she snatched the

d and stumbled toward the do

air, yanked her back, and b

sure in hitting her. Now, she wou

ike she had endured, yet the bato

let go of the supe

ut. Several servants standing outside had watched th

reminded herself that when Hollie arrived,

ome worse. She drank a full glass of water, wrappe

yes, several maids were draggi

Nolan. He sat on the sof

s tolerated it. I never expected her to beat Phyllis just because I was the one who let Phyllis

ng down her face. "Mr. President, Ms. Pearson, this is all my

Nolan pull Hollie closer. "Don't cry," he

he baby, Hollie's c

through her tears. "How could I protect

eached toward the fruit

tely grabbed her hand and pulled her back into

g him tightly around the waist. "Allison is wat

er tearful eyes toward Allison. A t

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