Chapter: 870

But just as quickly, his expression hardened, and he turned to get into his car.

Once Yolanda was stable, he made a decision - he intended to confront Caden by supporting Corey.

When his wife, Regina, heard of his plans, she immediately tried to stop him.

But Dorian's usual gentleness was gone; he stood firm. “Go home, Regina. This is my business."

She held onto him tightly. "You'll regret this, Dorian."

"This is Caden's choice," he replied.

"They did nothing wrong. Our daughter is to blame!"

Dorian met his wife's red-rimmed eyes, surprised to see the same look of disappointment and disdain as Alicia had. It startled him.

It was uncanny.

His heart clenched as he thought of Yolanda in the operating room, weak and vulnerable. A fierce protectiveness surged within him. “I don't want Yolanda to suffer anymore."

Regina shook her head sadly. "What happened to you?"

Dorian's tone was unwavering. "I haven't changed. You risked your life to give me Yolanda, and I vowed to protect you both."

"Yolanda has changed, Dorian. She's not worth it. Don't make this worse," Regina said softly.

But Dorian was immovable. "Caden isn't worth it. If our daughter desires something, who am I to deny her?"

Seeing that he wouldn't listen, Regina felt disappointed, her expression turning icy as she released him.

She didn't waste more words. “Fine, go ahead. But let's see what good you'll get by force."

Later, back at her apartment, Alicia drifted into a restless sleep.

In her dreams, her parents, long gone, appeared.

Her father seemed even harsher than she remembered, his gaze cold, filled with disdain.

But once, he had loved her dearly.

Then, overnight, everything changed. Alicia's father pushed her relentlessly, burying her under impossible expectations. Harsh scolding and relentless pressure weighed on her, leaving her struggling to breathe.

“You're a disgrace, Alicia!"

“You don't deserve to be my daughter."

"You should just disappear!"

Alicia woke with a start, drenched in cold sweat, her Limbs trembling.

That familiar fear closed in around her.

She instinctively reached for support, but the space beside her was empty - Caden hadn't returned.

Tears stung her eyes, and as she reached up to wipe them away, she realized her cheeks were already wet.

A soft sob escaped her.

Her Cade heard and came rushing in, jumping onto the bed to nuzzle her, offering comfort.