Chapter 13

Hunter stepped forward, gripping Reagan's wrist with unyielding strength. "A gentleman would not cling to someone." Hunter's grip was formidable, having trained in martial arts years ago. Reagan felt his bones creak but refused to let go. He turned his gaze to Paige, guilt flickering across his eyes. "Paige, I know I've been completely in the wrong. All these years, I've been repenting and trying to make amends. As long as you're willing to come back to me, I'll accept any condition you set." His eyes burned into hers. "And about the patent, I had intended to buy it at ten times the market price. However, if it's yours, I'm willing to pay a hundred times. Paige, can you see how sincere I am?" His face flushed from the searing pain in his wrist, yet he still refused to let go. He remembered how, in the past, even a single murmur in his sleep would keep Paige awake all night by his side. Surely, seeing him suffer like this now would make her feel some pity, too. However, she me