His Wicked Obsession (Archer and Virginia) novel Chapter 336

The room fell completely silent, leaving only the sound of their steady but uneasy heartbeats.

Seeing her silence, a momentary spike of panic gripped Archer. He quickly added, "If you feel pressured, just pretend I never asked. I don't want to put you in a difficult position, I—"

"I'll take it."

Virginia placed the journal on the nightstand, looking at him with absolute clarity. "Thursday at 2 PM. Bring her to the clinic."

She wasn't doing this for Chloe, nor was she doing it for him.

As a mother herself, she simply couldn't stand by and watch a child not even five years old be tortured like that by his own mother.

Archer's eyes reddened. Resting his knee on the edge of the mattress, he reached out his long arms and pulled her tightly into his embrace.

He held her so fiercely it almost hurt her bones.

"Virginia, thank you." He buried his face in the crook of her neck, his voice muffled and raw.

Virginia's hands hovered in the air before she finally let out a soft sigh, wrapping her arms around him and patting his back gently.

...

Thursday afternoon. Heat waves rolled outside, but Virginia's therapy room was comfortably cool, the air carrying a faint scent of white tea.

She wore a soft silk blouse under her white coat today. Her long hair was casually pinned up with an ebony hairpin, exposing her slender, pale neck.

At exactly 2 PM, the door was pushed open.

Liam Kendrick walked in, accompanying Chloe.

Chloe wore a pure white cotton dress today. Her hair draped over her shoulders, and her face was deathly pale, making her look exactly like a fragile little flower on the verge of withering.

The moment Liam entered, his eyes locked onto Virginia.

He pushed his gold-rimmed glasses up the bridge of his nose, a mocking smirk curling on his lips.

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