Secret Admiration Finding True Love After Prison (Meryl) novel Chapter 154

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Meryl sometimes wondered, “If only Anne hadn’t fallen ill on the day, she was supposed to confess her feelings to Dante five years ago, maybe Lola would never have taken her place. 

But life is full of ‘what ifs,‘ isn’t it? 

Maybe some people are simply meant to part ways from the 

start. 

Just like me and Dalton. I chased him for seven years, and look where it got me.” 

“Mrs. Aniston.” 

Chandler’s voice cut through Meryl’s thoughts, his brow furrowed. “Are you thinking about another man again?” 

Meryl looked up at Chandler, about to respond, but he had already seized her wrist and was pulling her into the car. 

In the backseat of the car, Meryl was pressed against the seat, watching as Chandler’s handsome face drew closer. 

The door slammed shut with a thud, scaling them in the tight, enclosed space. 

Her heart raced wildly as Chandler began to undress her right. 

away. 

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“What… what are you doing?” Meryl was stunned, instinctively trying to move back. 

Her back met the hard door, leaving her nowhere to retreat. 

“Take off your pants,” Chandler commanded in a low, firm voice. 

Meryl’s eyes widened in shock. 

She thought, “Chandler can’t be thinking of having sex in the car, can he?” 

Her cheeks flushed bright red, and her body tensed. 

She mused, “Although the parking lot is mostly empty at this hour, it is still a public place. Isn’t this a bit too daring?” 

Before she could fully process her thoughts, Chandler gently pulled her into his embrace. 

Her breathing grew heavy. 

As he noticed her nervousness, Chandler’s gaze turned into a half–smile, his fingers trailing along her waist, sending an electric shiver through her. 

He tightened his grasp around her, his eyes filled with a deep 

concern. 

“Why didn’t you say anything about your injury?” 

Chapter 154 Boldness Meryl was taken aback. 

She thought, “Is Chandler undressing me to check my injury? 

How does he even know I’m hurt? I don’t even know myself.” 

Chandler guided her to lean against him. 

Her lower back was covered with a large bruise from where she’d hit a curb stone. Chandler’s fingers gently brushed over the tender spot, his concern palpable. 

“Let me take you to a doctor, okay?” His tone was gentle. 

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Meryl shook her head softly. “It’s just a bruise. It’s no big deal. A bit of ointment is all I need. There’s no need for a doctor.” 

Chandler wore a teasing smile. “Why is your face so red? 

“Did you think I was going to do something else?” 

Meryl felt quite embarrassed, thinking, “Oh, even if you know, don’t make it so obvious!” 

“I wasn’t planning on doing anything just now, but now…” Chandler swallowed hard, his gaze filled with a greedy hunger.