Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband

Chapter 1592:

Her desperate plea to preserve their engagement stemmed purely from social preservation, her need for the Owen family’s influence to maintain her privileged position.

Through her tears, she implored, “After all our history together, can you not find any compassion for me?”

Corrie gazed at Brook imploringly, desperately hoping to crack his hardened exterior with her vulnerability.

Yet she had gravely miscalculated the depths of his antipathy.

The bitter truth eluded her—Brook harbored not a shred of affection, only pure, unadulterated contempt.

Self-doubt gnawed at her core as she questioned her own allure.

Brook extinguished his cigarette with finality, seeing no point in prolonging their exchange.

“We’ve exhausted this conversation. It’s time we go our separate ways.”

As he turned to leave, Corrie’s desperate voice pierced the silence.

“You’re walking away just like that? Don’t you want to know Jennie’s whereabouts?”

Brook’s stride faltered momentarily before resuming.

Disbelief colored Corrie’s voice as she called out, “How can you be so dismissive? This is Jennie we’re talking about—your favorite! She’s in my custody now. Doesn’t that concern you?”

Brook paused, his voice carrying a glacial calm.

“Indeed, Jennie once held that distinction. Now, Camille claims that honor. People evolve. Meeting someone doesn’t mandate eternal devotion, wouldn’t you agree?”

The revelation staggered Corrie.

Had Brook truly severed all emotional ties to Jennie? Her scheme to use Jennie as leverage suddenly seemed laughably misguided.

While she had focused on the past, Brook had moved forward—she should have targeted Camille instead.

Refusing to accept defeat, Corrie pressed further, probing for any lingering attachment.

“You can’t be serious. Jennie was the love of your life once. Have you truly abandoned all feelings for her?”

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Brook turned back, his face contorted with revulsion.noveldrama

“Her fate holds no significance to me. Must you persist in haunting my presence? I’ll tell my family I want to end things with you. Every moment in your company nauseates me.”

Corrie teetered on the edge of collapse, crushed by the realization that his fickle affections had destroyed her.

A new worry surfaced—before she could orchestrate Camille’s capture, Brook might well find another paramour, leaving her in an endless cycle of kidnapping.

Furthermore, his determination to break off their engagement left her racing against time.

The mounting pressure forced her to abandon any pretense of returning to the gathering. Her priority now was crafting a new strategy.

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