Chapter 465
Claire’s anger spiked the moment she caught the chill in Hanson’s voice.
She lifted her eyes and shot him a fierce glare. “Yeah, I don’t want to see you—got a problem with that? So can you just get out of my face already?”
No doubt, her words were sharp.
Hanson had never been yelled at by a woman like this before.
Granted, not long ago, she had treated him far worse than this. But since her so-called memory loss, she’d never really lost her temper like this. Most of the time, she acted like some timid bunny—always quiet, always agreeable, tiptoeing around him and softly calling him “Nelson.”
If she’d been faking it, then she was damn convincing.
But if it wasn’t an act… then what, she’s done pretending now?
Hanson glanced down at her, eyes dark with unreadable emotion.
That kind of look was unsettling—like he was observing some odd stranger.
Especially for Claire, who thought she loved him.
Her chest tightened with frustration. The longer he stared at her silently like that, the more i

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