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No matter what Ashley said, Dilan had no intention of letting her go. Dilan's hands were still resting on Ashley's trim waist, constantly rubbing her stomach. Ashley's abs had become more and more defined these days. Dilan found it comfortable no matter how he touched them. Ashley gritted her teeth: "Next time, I'm definitely going to strangle you, you cheeky rascal." Ashley regretted it deeply. She shouldn't have come over in the first place. Originally, she wanted to show some concern for Dilan, to tell him not to blame himself too much and not to put too much pressure on himself. But now, she had walked right into the wolf's den, delivering herself to the hungry wolf that was Dilan. Ashley realized that while she was struggling earlier, she had been tightly held in Dilan's arms