The Mafia Heiress's Comeback: She's More Than You Think novel Chapter 217

Chapter 217 I Don’t Need

Yours

Morris chose to ignore their mockery and focused instead on the task Maren had given him–gathering dry wood. By the time the sun dipped below the horizon, he had finally collected enough for a decent fire.

Around the same time, Maren returned. Like Morris, she brought back an armful of dry wood, along with two freshly opened coconuts.

Without a word, she tossed one to Morris.

Parched and exhausted, Morris eagerly caught it and lifted the shell to his lips, gulping down the refreshing coconut water in large, satisfying swallows.

While he drank, Maren was already at work, rubbing two sticks together with practiced precision. Her effortless skill at storting a fire was something that had impressed Morris deeply during their previous training.

Watching her now, he couldn’t help but feel a pang of admiration. No matter how hard he tried, he doubted he could ever master such a technique.

Before long, a small flame sparked to life.

As it grew, they fed it with the dry wood they had gathered, until a modest but steady campfire flickered and crackled between them.

“Maren, don’t you think it’s time we found something to eat? Morris finally asked, glancing to the horizon. where night had fully settled in. His stomach grumbled after a long day of labor.

“No need,” Maren replied, just as she had before. Without further explanation, she lay back on the sand, eyes closed, completely at ease.

“Maren?” Morris called out.

She didn’t respond.

Was she really planning to sleep already? The sun had only just disappeared beneath the horizon–it wasn’t even completely dark yet.

“Never mind, I might as well use this time to forage for some wild fruits to satisfy my hunger,” Morris murmured, seeing that Maren wasn’t interested.

The thought of enduring hunger for the next ten hours, or more, until morning was unbearable to him.

“Don’t bother. We’ve already picked everything nearby.”

3adia Wilbur and the others returned from their search, with Hannah being the first to speak.

Each of them carried a small bundle of wild fruits in their arms.

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Clearly, they’d scoured the area and intentionally taken all that was edible, leaving nothing for Maren and

Morris.

“Morris, this is what happens when you pick the wrong side. You didn’t even think to gather food after landing. 1 can’t wait to see how you and Maren survive the rest of the month.”

Hannah bit into one of the fruits, wincing at its bitterness. It was astringent, not pleasant by any means, but at least it wasn’t poisonous. Enough to keep them going.

More importantly, they had food. Maren and Morris had nothing

That contrast filled Hannah with satisfaction.

Nadia stood beside her, silent but glowing with pride. Her expression held the smug satisfaction of someone who believed herself to be winning

After being overshadowed by Maren during training, Nadia had focused on studying poisonous plants. She was confident that the fruits they had gathered were the only edible ones in the vicinity.

Now, they had them all. If Maren and Morris wanted more, they’d have to venture deeper into the jungle. And in the dead of night, that would be as good as suicide.

“May, I brought some wild fruits. Are you hungry?” Wilber asked, approaching Maren with fruits in his arms, his voice gentle,

“Wilbur…” Nadia’s voice trembled with barely contained fury

She had planned to use the situation to put Maren in her place, but Wilbur had seized the chance to curry favor with her instead.

“Nadia, she’s your sister. Family should help each other, Wilbur said, though his words seemed somewhat out of place.

Nadia wasn’t fooled by his false courtesy, but she didn’t say anything more.

“Don’t call me May. We’re not that close,” Maren replied flatly, her eyes still closed, waving him off without interest.

Actually, after the failed proposal, Wilbur’s patience with Maren had worn thin. However, Maren had so many remarkable performances, which attracted Wilbur more. He resented her for pushing him away and being involved with other men, yet he still wanted her to accept him.

After hearing that Maren had spent the previous night with Lucien, Wilbur hadn’t slept a wink. His mind swirled with frustration and jealousy.

As he walked to her, he couldn’t help but scrutinize her, searching for any trace that something intimate had occurred.

Fortunately for him, he saw nothing out of the ordinary.

“May, don’t be like this. Even if you’re mad at me, you shouldn’t ignore your hunger.”

A sense of rehef washed over Wilbur. He knew full well that with Maren’s beauty, any man would be tempted. And tauchen was the type to seize the opportunity without hesitation. If any dung had happened between them, he would’ve noticed by now

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Looking back, he realized he had misjudged her–first with Simon, then Sawyer. But after cooling down and reflecting, he couldn’t see Maren making real progress with any of them.

It was simple: even when she had been infatuated with him, she never let him touch her.

Her beauty wasn’t something new–she had always been stunning, even from childhood.

Wilbur had been with many women, and one of the reasons he’d grown to resent Maren was because she had

never let him have her.

Did she feel for Sawyer or Hayes the way she once felt for him?

From what he could tell, the answer was no.

It led him to believe something with unsettling certainty: Maren hadn’t been with any man. Not truly.

Wilbur was convinced he would be her first, and only.

“I don’t need it. And stop looking at me like that,” Maren said sharply, eyeing him with visible discomfort.

She was fully clothed, not a patch of skin exposed, so why did his gaze feel like it was peeling her bare?

“May, I’m just here to give you some fruit. You’ll need energy for tomorrow.”

Under normal circumstances, Wilbur wouldn’t even get the chance to speak with her like this. But on this remote island, he could earn Maren’s favor with some wild fruits. He would not let the chance to slip away.

“I have food, I don’t need yours,” Maren replied coolly, tossing a few dry sticks into the fire. Flames crackled and danced, casting a soft glow across her face.

“You have food? Where?” Wilbur blinked in confusion, glancing between Maren and Morris. He saw no food anywhere.

“Seriously? You’re pretending to have food now? Come on, stop kidding yourself and face the truth.”

“Just take the fruit. Wilbur’s handing it over, and you clearly need it. Why fake it?” Hannah laughed with her friends, smirking

After all, if that were true, why had Morris gone out looking for wild fruits in the first place?

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