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Gabriel never expected she’d actually fight him. 

Hazel didn’t give him any time to think. With a swift punch, she aimed straight for his face. Gabriel leaned back, grabbing her wrist to counterattack. 

She dodged, gracefully avoiding his grip, and kicked 

at 

his vulnerable spot. 

Gabriel, now more cautious, blocked her attack just in time. His earlier playful attitude disappeared, replaced by seriousness. 

Hazel… truly wanted to disable him. 

Gabriel realized this and shifted his focus, giving her more respect in their fight. They fought fiercely in the alley, exchanging dozens of blows, but still no winner. 

for the lost years Each of Hazel’s moves was filled with anger as if she wanted to make him. 

up 

with 

When Hazel was a child, she was the beloved daughter of the Robinson family. Before their bankruptcy, the Robinson family wasn’t on the same level as the Campbells, but they were still a respected name in Seattle. 

Hazel had been trained by the best from a young age, learning all sorts of self–defense techniques. Even after the Robinson family fell from grace, she didn’t give up. She kept training secretly, determined to protect herself and her grandmother. 

If she hadn’t, those six months in the bar would’ve been enough for the wolves and vultures to tear her apart. 

When she married Gabriel, she didn’t need to worry about being bullied anymore, so she never showed off her skills in front of him. 

After the divorce, she ended up saving Johnson and, from him, learned a whole new set of deadly, precise moves. 

Over time, she grew to enjoy them. 

For the past two years, when she wasn’t caring for their daughter, Hazel had focused most of her energy on improving her own skills. 

She preferred being in control of her own safety, not relying on bodyguards. 

Gabriel had no idea how capable she was. 

His earlier lightheartedness turned into a serious, calculated approach as he realized that she was giving everything in this fight. 

Gabriel’s gaze flickered over the fierceness in her moves, shifting from defense to offense. As he blocked her kick again, he slowly started to put more force into his counter. 

But then Hazel landed a solid kick to his knee, and Gabriel dropped to one knee, his dark hair disheveled. 

He looked up at her.“Satisfied?” 

Hazel frowned, annoyed. 

She’d noticed that he deliberately let her strike him at the last moment, as though pulling his 

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punches. 

“No!” she snapped. 

Gabriel clicked his tongue, standing up.“Fine, let’s go again.” 

Meru 

This time, he didn’t hold back. His punch hit her with force, blowing her hair back. But her resolve made his gaze grow even more intense. 

Despite not ending in a clear victory, Hazel gave him two hard slaps across the face at the last 

moment. 

Gabriel stood still, silent, his face numb from the hits. 

A chuckle escaped him.“You’ve wanted 

him.“You’ve wanted to slap me for a while, haven’t you?” 

Hazel didn’t deny it, her cold eyes still locked on him. 

not, keep going.” 

Gabriel tugged at his tie in frustration.“Had enough? If not, 

Hazel narrowed her eyes, seeing a side of him she didn’t recognize. 

He almost seemed to be offering himself up for her to vent her anger on. She didn’t want to deal with it or have any other ties with him, except for their daughter. 

Her palm still stung from the slaps, which helped dissipate some of her fury. 

“You’re crazy,” she muttered, turning to leave. 

Gabriel’s voice followed her, “Yeah, who wouldn’t be when you keep passing out?” 

As she turned to walk away, Gabriel reached out, but Hazel slapped his hand away and drove her knee into a very sensitive area. 

Gabriel’s face changed instantly. 

He staggered back, barely managing to avoid the full force, but still wincing from the pain 

Hazel didn’t want to deal with his late–night outbursts. She glanced at the spot she’d hit earlier and thought, If I really did ruin him, that might be for the best. 

By the time Gabriel recovered, he only saw Hazel’s retreating figure. 

She was ruthless. 

Marcel, who had been watching from the shadows, saw everything clearly. Just before Gabriel’s punch had landed on Hazel, he had deliberately left an opening 

an opening for her. 

It was subtle but carefully done. 

Marcel wasn’t sure if Hazel’s two slaps were because she’d realized her boss was holding back his anger or if she was just taking the chance to vent her frustration. 

As a man, Marcel couldn’t help but flinch when Hazel had driven her knee up into Gabriel. “Mr. Shaw,” Marcel stepped out from the shadows. 

Gabriel stood up, the pain fading from his face, now replaced with a cold expression.“Have someone follow her.” 

Akron was a small, remote town. People here didn’t have much money, and strangers could easily spark ill intentions. 

Hazel, with her beauty, was an easy target for trouble. 

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She returned to the hotel soon after, grabbed some clothes, and went to the bathroom to shower. 

As she came out, there was a knock on the door. 

“Haze, you awake?” 

It was Sebastian’s voice. 

The night had fallen, and Hazel was wearing a silk robe. She didn’t feel like changing just to deal with Sebastian’s questioning or probing. 

After her fight with Gabriel, she had no energy 

for any 

of it. 

She had no desire to revisit her past in Los Angeles, so she chose to stay silent. 

Not hearing any movement, Sebastian assumed she was already in bed, a bit disappointed, and returned to his own room. 

Later that night, as Hazel’s thoughts wandered, there was another knock at the door. This time, it was Johnson with a late–night snack for her.“I know you skipped dinner, so I made you some pasta.” 

Hazel, wrapped in a long coat, sighed.“John, you didn’t need to go through all this. I’m not picky about food.” 

“I’m not doing it for you,” Johnson said smoothly, setting the pasta on the table and urging her to sit down and eat. 

Hazel was puzzled until she saw him pull out his phone and take a photo of her eating. The tall man sent a voice message to Leila, “Leila, I kept my promise.” 

It turned out that before leaving, Leila had insisted Johnson make sure Hazel ate. 

Hearing her daughter’s soft, sugary voice gushing over Johnson on the phone, Hazel couldn’t help but chuckle. The man was practically melting under the little one’s praise, the ultimate 

Leila had these men “daughter–whipped” dad. 

Earlier, Hazel had already video–called her daughter. 

completely under 

her spell. 

On the other end, Ethan was being his usual dramatic self, pestering Leila to choose between him. and Johnson as her favorite. 

“Leila, if Johnson and I were drowning, who would you save?” he asked. Leila gave him a look that screamed, “Are you for real?” and calmly reminded him, “Uncle Ethan, I’m only one year old.” 

Then, with the utmost seriousness, she added, “I’d save myself.” 

her 

soup. 

Hazel couldn’t help but burst 

nearly choking on out laughing, Johnson, still on the video call with Leila, didn’t miss a beat. He handed her a tissue without even looking, his movements smooth and effortless. 

Just then, Gabriel knocked on the door. When it opened, he was met with Johnson’s face. His gaze quickly shifted past him, landing on Hazel, and he tightened his grip on the bottle of medicated oil he was holding. 

Johnson, noticing the fresh handprint on Gabriel’s pale cheek, raised an eyebrow in amusement. Gabriel’s expression darkened, but before he could say a word, Sebastian emerged from his room across the hall, drawn by the commotion. 

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And there they were. Three very different men, each with their own agenda, were all crowded in 

Hazel’s doorway.