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Chapter 903

"Then, why are you crying?" Trystan asked, his voice full of concern. "What did that bastard Mateo do?" "It's nothing, really, nothing at all," Bethany replied, tears still falling as she tried to calm him down. "You've said it yourself, every couple fights sometimes. It's fine. You don't need to come." Trystan tried to suppress his worry. "Bethany, are you sure you're okay?" "I'm sure." She cleared her throat and added, "Trust me.'" "Okay, Bethany, I believe you. But I want you to know this—whenever you need me, I will drop everything and come to you. No matter when, do you understand?" Bethany's tears overflowed again, and she could only say, "Thank you." "Bethany, I want to meet with Mateo tomorrow," Trystan said. He couldn't just sit back and do nothing after learning that Mateo had hurt her. Bethany hesitated. She feared that if the two of them met, it would turn into a fight. "Bethany, trust me. I'll handle it. Mateo is Ely's father. She cares about him, and I'll do this

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