Chapter 1053

Chapter 1053:

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Despite Casey's tone, Davey showed no signs of being upset. In fact, he seemed to be in a good mood.

"Tomorrow," he suddenly declared.

"That?" Casey asked, perplexed.

"I'm going out with you tomorrow," Davey confirmed.

Casey felt a surge of happiness at the prospect of finally venturing outside. If given the opportunity, she would find the opportunity to leave some clues, as she harbored concerns about possible complications during Jimena's early delivery process.

Out of an abundance of caution, Casey decided to leave clues herself as a safer contingency plan.

"Since you are getting what you want, shouldn't you strive to ensure my happiness?" Davey's implication was unmistakable as he looked at her.

Casey was speechless. Although she was reluctant to fulfill his wishes, she was also hesitant to provoke him at this time.

So when he leaned in to kiss her, she silently agreed, lowering her gaze without protest.

Davey just nibbled on her lip, applying gentle suction before releasing her, leaving her breathless.

Just when Casey thought she had evaded any further advances, Davey suddenly pulled her into a tight hug. In a low murmur, he said, "Casey, I appreciate your obedience, but I dislike your excessive submission. Isn't that contradictory?

Casey silently cursed him, likening him to a madman. His obsession with obedience was nothing more than a disguise to excuse his own shortcomings. True submission had no value to him. What he craved was dominion without the challenge of conquest.

Just then, Davey watched as a blooming begonia fell to the ground outside the windless greenhouse window, an eerie feeling of isolation descending upon them.

The solitary branch, devoid of its flower, seemed austere in the midst of the dense clusters of flowers that surrounded it.

A feeling of loneliness enveloped Davey. He closed his eyes briefly, contemplating the flower he had meticulously nurtured that was now wilting so easily. What he really wanted was Casey's innate submission, not some contrived version.

“Casey, will you cheat on me?” Davey asked once more.

Casey's heart skipped a beat. Feigning composure, he replied in a contemptuous tone, "Davey, aren't you tired of these mind games?"

«I beg you never to deceive me. Stay by my side as before."

Davey stated firmly. He would not allow her the opportunity to deceive him, and to ensure that he was considering taking certain precautions.

Casey felt an uneasy feeling, but struggled to identify its source.

After all, Davey's speech sometimes lacked coherence, characterized by erratic swings from one emotional extreme to another, frequently interrupting the flow of the conversation.

It was like he had multiple personalities inside him, all variations of Davey. However, each of them was intrinsically shadowed.

Just as Casey anticipated Davey's intention to pin her down on the bed again, he suddenly let go of her.

He stood up, adjusted his suit, and commented, “I still have some urgent matters to attend to. You can retire early tonight. "You don't have to wait up for me."

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