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Caleb's voice was low, but there was a hint of bitterness tugging at the corners of his mouth.

He never thought he would be speaking to Luna in such a tone.

It didn't feel good.

"Caleb, I've never trampled on your feelings," Luna said, her voice hoarse and her gaze tinged with

sorrow.

"I never once accepted your proposals. If I were you, I wouldn't have proposed a second time. I would've kept my distance. I've always seen you as a friend, but look at the things you've done and the words you've said. I'm not obligated to say yes to you, yet you bring someone else into this just to put on some sort of show?"

Her voice cracked, and the pain in her eyes was unmistakable.

Caleb's smirk deepened, his tone dripping with sarcasm. "You're right. You're not obligated to accept me. But have you ever thought about this? When you call for me, I'm not obligated to come running, either. And as for your accusation-I'm not 'putting on a show' with anyone. The girl who came here with me? She's my fiancée."

His words hung in the air like a knife, sharp and final.

"You're no longer in danger. Your phone is on the table beside you. If you need anything, call your family, a nurse, or the doctor on duty."

Without waiting for a response, Caleb turned and walked out, not sparing her a backward glance.

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Luna stared at the door, expecting him to return once his anger cooled. She was sure Caleb couldn't possibly leave her there alone.

But as the minutes ticked by, Caleb didn't come back.

For the first time, Luna realized he was truly angry.noveldrama

Meanwhile, Vera had waited until the next day to visit Caleb's dorm. She purposely chose work hours,

ensuring plenty of people would see her unlocking his door with a key. Anyone watching would make their own assumptions.

It wasn't long before Caleb started receiving messages from his colleagues:

"Dr. Smith, when did you start dating?"

"That lady who went into your dorm seems great! When's the wedding?"

"Dr. Smith, you two are such a perfect match."

The messages came in one after another.

Caleb frowned, realizing Vera had planned this. She wasn't giving up without a fight.

Unable to ignore it, he decided to confront her. Using his spare key, he entered the dorm only to hear the sound of running water from the bathroom.

After what felt like an eternity, the water stopped, and Vera stepped out, towel drying her damp hair She was wearing one of his white shirts, oversized on her frame.

Caleb narrowed his eyes, irritation flaring. Vera wasn't just persistent-she was calculating.

"Vera," he said, his voice cold as

steel, "I've already made myself

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clear. And yet you still do this? Don't you think your behavior is

completely out of line?"

His expression darkened as his patience wore thin. It felt like all his goodwill had been trampled. Vera bit her lip, his words cutting deep. She felt humiliated, but what choice did she have?

"I know this is too much," she admitted, her voice trembling. "But I had no other option. Caleb, if I didn't do this, you wouldn't have come. And if don't stay here, your father won't believe me. Without his trust, I can't get the money I need

Her nails dug into her palms, leaving crescent-shaped marks as she spoke.

Caleb let out a harsh laugh, his smirk filled with mockery. "Let me put it bluntly-what does that have to do with me?"