See You Never, Mr. Lamont

Chatper 265

Chapter 265 Protecting You

Upon hearing this, Claudia took a sharp intake of breath.

She had decided to break off her engagement with Horace, but she had never thought of doing it in this way.

She struggled hard to break free, but the man’s hand around her waist was like iron, gripping her tightly and preventing her from moving.

Horace’s mother slightly parted her lips.

She hadn’t expected things to turn out this way.

Horace was pale, anger simmering in his eyes.

This Magnus, repeatedly provoked him, it was clearly intentional!

“Seraphina, let’s discuss whatever it is when we get back.”

He walked up to Claudia and extended his hand towards her.

In the past few times, Claudia had always gone with him. This time? Horace had no idea.

Magnus was worthless in Claudia’s eyes, but Edmond was different, he

was the father of her child, her ex-husband.

Would she still stand by his side when she found out that Magnus was Edmond?

In Claudia’s silent gaze, Horace’s heart sank heavily.

Claudia looked at him deeply, “I’m sorry, Horace, I can’t keep hurting you.”

She had asked Horace to help her act out a scene to lure Edmond out, but she hadn’t considered the difficulties Horace might face.

If she really had gotten engaged, it would have been harmful to him.

Horace shook his head with a bitter smile, his voice h oa rse and low, “No need to apologize, I was just being too selfish.”

She had told him to make it clear to his family that this was just a collaboration.

And for his own selfish reasons, he did not tell his family the truth.

It was his excessive greed, wanting to turn pretense into reality, that led to his failure due to over- cleverness.

Claudia pursed her lips, wanting to speak but stopping herself.

The burning hand on her waist loosened slightly, and Claudia quickly

broke free.

Edmond’s gaze was profound, under the dark mask, the corners of his lips uncontrollably lifted slightly.

Horace’s mother remained silent, under such an atmosphere, she had already sensed something unusual.

Could there be any hidden circumstances regarding my son marrying Seraphina?

She looked at Horace, asking in a low voice, “What on earth is going on?”

Horace’s heart ski pped a beat, he turned to his mother and said, “Mom, let’s go home. I will explain everything about Seraphina and me to you.”

“Alright.” Horace’s mother sighed, glancing at Magnus again, her expression somewhat awkward.

The Fleming family held a high status in Vencumfield, and if anyone truly crossed them, it wouldn’t end well for anyone.

After Horace and his group left, Claudia immediately distanced herself from Edmond.

However, it seemed as if Edmond was deliberately opposing her.

The subtlety between the two flowed in the air.

After a while, Edmond finally spoke, his tone gentle and indifferent: “Magnus.”

Edmond was already “dead”, a thing of the past, only the identity of Magnus was suitable.

Since she had already recognized herself, there was no need for him to wear a mask anymore.

Edmond raised an eyebrow, his hand lifting to touch the mask, which was incredibly hot.

He had always thought he hid himself well, but he didn’t expect that Claudia had recognized him long ago. Thinking back on his previous behavior, his cheeks grew somewhat hot.

“When did you recognize it?” His voice was low.

“Very early.” She had recognized him from the first time he appeared as Magnus, she just wasn’t sure yet.

“I didn’t expect you to fake your death, let alone resurrect.” Thinking of him deceiving her with a feigned death, a fire surged in Claudia’s heart.

She suffered for him, cried for him with heart-wrenching so bs, even

starved herself for days and nearly died.

If it weren’t for the child in her belly, she might have truly died from excessive grief.

He, on the other hand, actually faked his own death and watched her make a fool of herself behind her back.

“Edmond, you must enjoy watching others suffer, don’t you?” Claudia’s voice was extremely cold, her tone light and flippant, a beautiful sneer playing on her red lips.

Edmond’s eyes darkened, his thin lips pressed tightly together, a rare hint of appeasement in his tone, “I didn’t have a choice, I didn’t mean to deceive you.”

“Oh…” Claudia nodded, the sarcasm at the corner of her lips not diminishing in the slightest.

It wasn’t intentional, but he still wore a mask in front of her, flirted with her under the identity of Magnus, and tarnished her reputation.

What a last resort it was.

“I’ve said all that needs to be said. Even though I won’t marry Horace, I won’t marry you either.”

She had had enough of the bitterness of marriage. Having finally escaped from the cage, she didn’t want to enter into marriage again,

especially not with Edmond.

She turned around, only to find that Edmond, quick as lightning, had already blocked her way.

The man’s chest was like a wall of bronze and iron, she hit her forehead against it, soft yet with a hint of toughness, she collided directly with his pectoral muscles.

Claudia froze.

Edmond’s gentle voice rang out, “I was wrong before.”

“Where was my grandmother then?”

Claudia looked up, questioning directly, “Did you ever consider my feelings when you were protecting Rosalie as she hurt me? My grandmother died, but you were still defending her…”

Edmond pursed his lips, his eyes darkening, “On one hand, I did indeed protect Rosalie out of respect for Tristen. On the other hand, it was also to protect you. At that time, you had no backing, and Dempsey already had murderous intentions towards you.”

“On the surface, I could protect you, but behind the scenes, with Dempsey’s methods, it was hard to guard against.”

Claudia’s breath hitched as she thought about her kidnapping by Dempsey.

If it hadn’t been for Rosalie’s impulsive decision to let her go back then, she might have really been dead by now.

At that time, she indeed had no background, one could even say she was completely isolated. If she had died, even her family wouldn’t have sought justice from Dempsey.

“You mean… you were trying to protect me?” Claudia’s emotions were incredibly complex.

Dempsey was a snob. If it weren’t for the Enigma organization and her status as the daughter of the Friedan family, Dempsey wouldn’t have even given her a second glance.

Dempsey originally came from the underworld, and his influence in that area was indeed not to be underestimated.

How many lives Rosalie had taken using Dempsey showed that Dempsey could kill a person without making a sound.

Edmond said it, and it was very likely true.

Although she was not afraid of Dempsey at all given her status, she was seen as a dangerous extinction in Edmond’s eyes at that time.

“At the time when our marriage was falling apart, my position at the Lamont Group was also hanging by a thread. You told me you had someone you liked, and all I could do was let go, thinking I could protect you for a lifetime in the name of family. Unfortunately, I

couldn’t even see through my own feelings at the time.” His voice trailed off, carrying a hint of casualness, his low and soft tone

wrapping around, causing a tingling sensation in the eardrums and a burning sensation at the tips of the ears.

Claudia’s heart was racing uncontrollably, no matter how hard she tried to suppress it.

“Even so… I will not forgive you.” She lowered her head, her voice choked with emotion, “Grandma is already dead, she can’t come back anymore.”

If it hadn’t been for him, grandma wouldn’t have died so soon.

“I’m sorry.” Edmond bent over in heartache, suppressing his voice, removed his mask, revealing that familiar handsome face.

Upon seeing this face, Claudia’s days of grievances and worries instantly turned into tears, falling incessantly.

Feeling wronged, sadness surged, and tears, like merciless machines, slid down the cheeks.

Sad, how could she not be sad, she thought he was dead.

But he had survived, she was both happy and angry.

The joy was that he was still alive, the anger was that he had once again deceived her, treating her like a fool.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” Seeing her crying so sadly, Edmond’s eyes, filled with bloodshot, were full of panic, and his gentle hand brushed over her face.

Seeing her so upset, his heart ached as if it was being cut by a knife.

He was wrong, outrageously wrong.