He Locked Me in His GOLDEN CAGE, So I Locked Him Behind Iron Bars Chapter 10

He Locked Me in His GOLDEN CAGE, So I Locked Him Behind Iron Bars Chapter 10

I only realized why Chloe Hart had such a total 

breakdown after I got home. 

It turned out the Hart family was in turmoil, too. 

A voice recorder had suddenly surfaced, throwing everything into chaos. 

It caused a massive public outcry, featuring her own venomous words: 

“Julian’s right. Why should poor people without a dime be worried about their dignity?” 

“If I actually kidnapped you, do you think your little boyfriend would ever be able to find you?” 

“I’m interested in you, it’s an honor, don’t you get it?” 

“And as for your little childhood sweetheart, why do you care so much about her? Do you have any idea how much she…” 

The sound of a scuffle erupted, and the recording cut off. 

The scandal exploded, causing irreparable 

damage. 

The Hart and Laurence families had been 

business partners for years, with persistent rumors of an arranged marriage. 

The vultures in the press blew it all out of 

proportion. Both families were drowning, dragging 

each other down into the mud. 

When I got to the hospital. 

Luke was already out of bed, standing by the window, watching the view with a serene 

expression. 

He turned at the sound of the door. Our eyes met, 

his amber pupils locked onto mine. 

“You’ve lost weight again,” he said. 

I nodded, offering him a genuine smile. 

“Are you going to take me out for something good 

to eat?” 

After a long pause, he gave a soft, gentle smile. 

“Okay.” 

A while later, Luke and I moved abroad. We finally 

had a little place of our own. 

I rested my head on the table, inhaling the rich, savory scent of a home–cooked meal. 

Luke finally walked out from the kitchen with the food. 

He looked at me, a soft laugh escaping him as he watched me drool over the spread. 

I beamed. “It’s so good to have you! I never thought I’d be able to have such a delicious home–cooked meal while abroad.” 

He reached out and pinched my cheek. 

“Well? Did I put on some weight?” I asked, raising 

an eyebrow. 

“Mm,” Luke chuckled softly. “There’s still plenty of 

room for improvement.” 

A light rain tapped against the glass. 

Silver Creek’s summer twilight arrived late, the 

gray dusk seeping through the window frames 

and blurring the warm, golden light inside our 

home. 

I buried my head in my soup, my bowl piled high 

with pot roast. 

Even after living abroad for years, he always 

worried I wasn’t eating enough. 

I poked him. “Isn’t the launch for the new product 

you developed the day after tomorrow?” 

Luke understood exactly what I was asking. His 

thumb brushed a stray grain of rice off the corner 

of my mouth. “Don’t you have a group meeting that day?” 

I grinned. “I can handle my work early. I wouldn’t 

miss it for anything.” 

“Good. I’ll be waiting for you.” He replied warmly. 

Our eyes locked. 

This time, the brilliant future was finally ours.