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Jaden looked at me and his gaze darkened. He shot glares at me and came closer to me. Nanny Wills came in front of me like she expected Jaden to hit me or do something physical. I wasn't scared that he'd ever hit me. He's never done anything of that sort to me. He has only ever hurt me emotionally and verbally. “Leave us, Nan-nan. I want to talk to Dalma,” he ordered. “Jaden, we have nothing to talk about. I'm leaving,” I countered, as I tried to shift my clothes in order. “Dalma, you will listen to me. You'll do as I say,” Jaden roared. “Now, now you two. All these emotions and animosity wouldn't help in any way,” Nanny Wills said. “It's okay, Nanny Wills. I'm used to Jaden shouting at me,” I said, as I held his gaze. He grinded his jaw at me and shot a strong look of disapproval at