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Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband by Devocean

Chapter 584
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Chapter 584:

Brook's words struck a chord in Corrie’s heart. Seizing her handbag, she hurled it at him with no mercy.

With a deft catch, Brook held the handbag and taunted her, a smirk on his face. “Oh, did | strike a nerve? You

know, no man really likes a vicious woman like yourself.”

Corrie let out a mocking laugh. “Like? Why would | need a man to like me? What good does his liking do me? If

he can’t offeranything | value, why should his feelings matter?”

Brook calmly brushed off Corrie’s hand and wiped his own with a tissue, eyes full of disdain. “Well, since you're

so determined, | wish you all the best.”

Stung by his dismissive tone, Corrie clenched her fists, watching him walk away.

She took a deep breath, slowly releasing it, trying to steady her emotions. “It doesn’t matter, Corrie,” she

whispered to herself. “You haven't done anything wrong. Isn’t this just how it works in our world? Everything

revolves around gains. True virtue? That's a luxury only those at the top can afford. The rest of us? We do what

we must to survive. Yes, you're doing just fine.”

Corrie calmed herself, banishing the turmoil that had built up in her heart. She mustered a smile and left the

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study.

Upon entering the dining room, she noticed that dinner was just being served.

Corrie settled at the table. Seeing Enzo start his meal, she followed suit.

Midway through the meal, Enzo looked up at Brook and Corrie, seated next to each other, and asked in an

offhand manner, “How are things between you two? You've been together for about two months now. When do

you plan to marry?”

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Caught off guard, Corrie sneaked a quick look at Brook, puzzled about Enzo’s intentions. Was he pushing for a

wedding or merely probing the strength of her relationship with Brook?

While Corrie was lost in thought, Brook responded, “Corrie and | are taking our time. Two months barely

scratches the surface of getting to know each other. Besides, I've been swamped with work lately, so marriage

isn’t something I'm rushing into.”

Enzo seemed to accept Brook's logic, pausing to take a bite of his steak before adding, “You should consider

moving things along, though. Neither of you is getting any younger. Don't make Corrie wait too long—it’s time

you both settled down.”

Brook nodded in agreement. “Alright, | see.”

After they finished eating, Enzo made it clear he had no intention of holding them up any longer, urging them to

leave without delay.

In the car, Corrie snapped irritably, “I'll never marry you. A man of your sort doesn’t deservein the slightest.

Id rather choose someone else from your clan.”

Brook, his eyelids heavy, seemed utterly unfazed by her declaration. “Well, that’s fine by me. Go ahead, find

someone else. Just stop haunting me. | have no interest in a woman like you.”

Corrie scoffed. “You're just saying that because you're impotent.”

At that, Brook slammed on the brakes so suddenly that Corrie’s face drained of color.

She stared in terror at the road ahead. A cliff loomed dangerously close. One more moment of driving, and they

could plunge over the edge.

Regaining her composure, Corrie cried out in panic, “Are you out of your damned mind? Can you even drive

properly?”

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Brook glanced at her coldly and remarked, “If you dislikeso much, you shouldn’t be in my car.”

Corrie’s expression darkened, her sneer widening. “I merely mentioned that you're impotent. Did my words hit a

nerve? You aren't really impotent, are you?”

“Are you even a woman?” Brook retorted, his face twisted with disdain. “You fail to capture anyone's interest.

And yet, you aspire to charm a man from my clan? Do you really think you're alluring?”

Fury surged through Corrie, and just as she was about to lash out, Brook opened the door and stated icily,

“Either stay quiet and ride with me, or leave my car.”

Outside, the dark road reminded Corrie of a chilling night two days earlier when she had waited in the cemetery

until someone finally cto rescue her.

She shuddered, closed the door, and chose silence over confrontation.

Brook scoffed, locked the doors, and accelerated, driving toward the downtown area.

Upon arriving, he stopped randomly and let Corrie out. Seething, Corrie pulled out her phone to call a taxi. But as

she settled into the cab, a sudden idea made her change her destination.

Brook thought he was so clever? She would prepare a “surprise” for him—a lesson that he needed to be humble.