Vengeful Hearts Return Novel by Susan Clyde

In Room 8 of Nomad Club, smoke wafted through the air.

Shawn said, “Let me tell you guys, you shouldn’t spoil women. The more you spoil them, the more of a scoundrel they become.”

Shawn raised an eyebrow, held a glass of wine, and leaned against the sofa, exuding an air of laziness and wickedness.

“Well, aren’t you a scoundrel? How come you haven’t broken up with Elizabeth after so many years?” Andrew glanced at him indifferently.

“Well, I’m too charming, and that’s why she can’t leave me.” Shawn proudly raised his eyebrows.

Andrew reminded him, “Behave yourself. Be careful not to mess things up and end up getting dumped by a woman.”

“Impossible, I can have any kind of woman I want.” Shawn looked nonchalant. “Not everyone is like that guy.”

As he spoke, Shawn’s gaze intentionally or unintentionally landed on the man sitting beside him.

“Don’t cry when she dumps you.” Andrew glanced at Shawn, who looked like he needed a reality check, then turned to Dylan.

“Impossible. It’s always been me who dumps women,” Shawn said.

Shawn raised an eyebrow and then kicked Cade, who had been playing games on the side.

“Cade, have you finished that lousy game of yours?” Shawn asked.

“Almost done, stop rushing me. The opponent is too skilled. I’m having a hard time.” Cade was immersed in battling the opponent.

He thought he would easily defeat the opponent, but instead, he was killed by the opponent.

Cade felt like he misjudged the situation.

In the battle, he saw the brilliance of the once–famous Blizzard.

After the game, Cade clicked on the account information of the opponent named

“Mommy, I Got Hit and found no information. He thought he must have been mistaken.

Blizzard disappeared completely after becoming famous, so how could it be someone who sounded like a kid?

Just then, Andrew’s phone rang.

Andrew glanced at it and answered, “Mom? Audrey? Okay, I’ll contact her.”

As soon as Audrey’s name was mentioned, the three people in the room looked at Andrew.

After hanging up the phone, Andrew cleared his throat and looked at Dylan’s deep, cold

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Andrew said, “Well, my grandfather has been discharged from the hospital. My mother said we Hernandez. She wants me to invite Ms. Hernandez to our

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house for dinner to express our gratitude. So, could you give me Audrey’s contact information?”

Andrew could hardly stand Dylan’s icy gaze, but he couldn’t disobey his mother’s order, so he had to face it.

“Phone.” Dylan looked at Andrew, his tone rather indifferent.

Andrew immediately handed over his phone.

Dylan entered the number and then handed the phone back to Andrew, putting it on speakerphone.

Seeing Dylan’s actions, the other three were stunned. What a jerk.

“Who’s that?” Audrey’s cold voice came from the other end of the phone.

“Ms. Hernandez, hi, it’s Andrew.” Andrew introduced himself, afraid that Audrey would hang up directly.

“Well, my grandfather has recovered very well and has been discharged from the hospital. My family wants to thank you and invite you to dinner.”

“Thank you, but it’s not necessary. I have something else to do, I have to go.” Audrey’s cold voice came through, faintly accompanied by the voices of a young boy and a stranger man.

Dylan’s face became even sullener.

He stood up immediately, emitting a cold aura. He said faintly, “I’m leaving.”

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After saying that, Dylan left the room.

“Tsk, I think we should call him ‘Dylan the Jealousy‘ from now on.” Shawn looked at Dylan’s retreating figure and laughed.

After leaving the club, Dylan instructed Richard to drive to the hotel. He rolled down the window, took out a cigarette, and lit it.

After finishing one cigarette, Dylan, with a cold demeanor, got out of the car and called Audrey.

The phone rang several times before Audrey answered, her voice cold and impatient. “What is it?”

Dylan cleared his throat, and after a moment of silence, he said coldly, “Come down!”

“No,” Audrey said coldly, about to hang up.

Dylan gritted his teeth and said coldly, “Then I’ll come up.”

“As

you wish,” Audrey said.

Audrey remained indifferent and hung up the phone.

Dylan pursed his lips, his gaze cold as he looked at the phone that had been hung up. The next moment, he walked into the hotel.

Audrey was playing games with Brian and David when they heard the doorbell. Annoyed, she furrowed her brows.

She told them not to bother.

After a round of gaming, the doorbell continued to ring. Audrey’s eyes grew colder. She looked at Brian and David and said, “You two keep playing. I’ll be right back.”

Audrey opened the door to the living room, her expression cold.

As the door opened, a hand reached in and pulled Audrey out.

Audrey’s eyes darkened. She was about to react, but Dylan had already approached and fiercely pressed her against the wall, kissing her passionately.

Audrey’s eyes were filled with anger, and her hands were restrained. She tried to push

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him away with her legs, but she received even more frantic kisses from Dylan.

Almost savagely, Dylan bit Audrey’s neck, her face darkened as she stared coldly at Dylan, who seemed to have gone insane.

Stripped of his usual aloofness and elegance, he seemed like a madman, dangerous and terrifying.

When Dylan finally stopped, Audrey pushed him away abruptly. Then she slapped hard on Dylan’s face.

Audrey’s eyes narrowed coldly, with a fierce anger in them. “Don’t vent your anger on me, and don’t come near me! Get lost!” Audrey shouted.

Seeing the fierce anger in Audrey’s eyes, Dylan felt a pang in his chest. His hands, hanging on his sides, clenched into fists.

He pressed his lips together, and his dark, cold eyes stared at Audrey without blinking, as if wanting to etch her into his eyes.

After a long time, Dylan said hoarsely, “Baby, come back, Okay?”

Hearing his address to her, even though she wasn’t the original host, Audrey could still vividly feel the pain and bitterness inside her mind.

It was as sharp and piercing.

Audrey pursed her lips, feeling an inexplicable irritation.

That pain made her feel as if she had experienced it herself, even though she was not the real Audrey.

Audrey frowned, feeling like her head was about to explode.

After a long while, Audrey forcefully suppressed the pain and said coldly, “Dylan, the real Audrey is dead and gone because of you. You killed her with your own hands.”

She died in prison, and it was he who personally handcuffed her and sent her in.

The cruel words made Dylan’s eyes tremble, and his whole body slightly stiffened. Dylan looked at Audrey with red eyes.