Chapter 306

Megan shot him a cold glare and tried to pull her hand away, but his grip only tightened. The man chuckled lowly, his voice a husky whisper. "Now that I've got you, I'm not letting go. Keep quiet unless you want that brat to notice." Megan scoffed. "So I should just let you take advantage of me?" "You could resist," he said, utterly shameless. "But I have no shame to begin with." Pressing her lips together to suppress a smile, Megan didn't bother denying the truth—she didn't want to let go either. Four and a half years. Not a single second had passed without her longing for him. The last time she saw him, he had been unconscious, emaciated like a skeleton, barely clinging to life. But now here he was, alive and well, just as he used to be. The moment she heard his voice, her heart nearly stopped, tears instantly welling up in her eyes—though she forced them back through sheer willpower. When he sat beside her, God knew how badly she wanted to throw herself into his arms and sob. But th