Chapter 222

It was like all the emotions Ethan Blackwood had bottled up for years were about to spill out. "Let me go." Clara Walton’s expression hardened, her voice flat and cold. Yep, full rejection mode. She didn’t even hesitate—started trying to shake him off right away. Ethan didn’t budge, just let her struggle, holding firm. He almost whispered, voice tinged with disbelief. “Clara…” That name, so intimate, only ever left his lips when they were deeply in love. Back then, Clara’s heart would skip a beat. Now? She only found it ironic and laughable. She stared at him calmly. “Sorry, sir. You got the wrong person.” Her tone was unapologetically firm. Then she lowered her voice with a clear warning. “Please let go, or I’ll call the police.” Every word spelled distance. But she might as well have been talking to a wall. Ethan still had that look on his face—intense, fixated. And there was longing in his eyes, layered with something darker. More complicated. He didn’t even blink. Clara felt that g