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CHAPTER SIXTY-TWO
Scarlet's POV “Why are you doing this to me, Daren?” I asked for the umpteenth time when I saw Daren coming out from his study. He has been avoiding me. He has refused to talk to me. I had wanted to talk to him about what I caught him doing with Harper, but he has refused to talk to me. He stopped walking before turning to face me. “What do you want, Scarlet?” He asked, am angry look on his face. I was taken aback by it. He has never talked to me like that, no matter how angry he was, but now he was doing it. “I want us to talk,” I said firmly, but he just hissed. “What do you want to talk about?” He asked, his hands folded his chest in an annoying way. “A lot of things. There are a lot of things to talk about, Daren,” I answered, almost getting pissed off that he was claiming to be
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