Obedience No More He's the One I Deserved novel Chapter 205

He did not speak.

Jessica grew angrier the more she looked at him. With a sharp huff, she said, "I'm telling you, Austin, you brought this on yourself. Now that Dawn has made her choice, don't go messing up her life.

"She was young before, and whatever you said, she could only follow. But don't forget—she's not an Osborne."

Jessica knew her son had always been heavy-hearted. You could lecture him a hundred times, and he still would not give you a word back.

What's done is done. Nothing could be changed now.

And the Jacksons were not a family to trifle with.

Trapped by his own web.

The more Jessica thought about it, the angrier she became. She stood and gave him a glare. "Weren't you reluctant to come back? If you're going to sulk like that, then do it elsewhere. Don't sit here dragging everyone down."

Dawn was wonderful. Anyone with eyes could see how deeply she cared for him back then.

And yet her son, this blockhead, kept being stubborn. What was he even conflicted about?

Now look!

She is getting married, and he is the one refusing to accept it.

Who in their right mind would keep waiting forever?

Even as his mother, she no longer knew how to help him.

Jessica shook her head with a sigh and went upstairs.

The living room was dimly lit. In that atmosphere, Austin sat there with eyes clouded, staring fixedly at one spot without moving.

Deep down, he did not believe Dawn could fall for someone else in such a short time.

Their memories together were still so vivid. She clearly was willing to give up everything for him, wasn't she?

Even though he always said he was just her uncle.

Even though he never let himself accept her feelings.

Because the whole thing broke social norms. If he gave in, what would people say about her?

She was young then, too young to understand these truths.

But he was not.

He could not let selfishness drag both of them—and the entire family—through the mud.

Besides, maybe Dawn's attachment to him was nothing more than the habit of always being around him.

Then why? Why did his chest ache so sharply when he heard she was dating—worse, getting married?

Austin gasped for breath, his hand pressed against his chest as stabbing pain spread through his body, leaving him almost unable to bear it.

Not long after, his phone rang.

Even the engagement date is being pushed to after the new year. It was Austin dragging his feet!

"Austin ... "

Sydney softened her voice, almost coaxing. "Can't you come back earlier? My dress is already finished, the designer needs me there for adjustments, and you ... "

"Sydney, we'll talk later, alright?" Though his words sounded gentle, his tone left no room for argument. "The dress will fit fine as long as the measurements are correct. No need to try it on again."

"But ... "

"That's enough. I've got things to handle. Talk later."

The mechanical sound of disconnection came through. Sydney screamed in rage, hurling her phone at the wall until it shattered into pieces.

Her breath came in ragged bursts, her bloodshot eyes blazing with fury.

It took a while for her hysteria to ease. She raked her fingers through her hair, glanced at the wrecked phone on the ground, and then grabbed her spare one from the bed.

She was not about to let Austin and Dawn have any chance to be alone.

Trifton ...

If she could beat Dawn once before, she could do it again this time!

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The night air carried a chill. Dawn bundled herself in a thick down jacket, a white hat, and a scarf snug around her, wrapped head to toe. Even her gloved hands were pulled into the man's pocket, held firmly by him.