I Hate You But Couldn't Let You Go — Novel

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Five years after a brutal betrayal, Colin returns to reclaim his life—and settle old scores. The lavish banquet hall buzzes with laughter and elegance, but beneath the surface, tension simmers like a powder keg. Noreen, the icy woman who shattered his world, stands at the center of it all, her fiancé Maxwell ready to defend her honor at any cost. Their reunion is electric, a volatile mix of hatred and unresolved passion that ignites the air around them.

As Colin confronts the ghosts of the past, the stakes rise higher. He’s no longer the broken man Noreen once tormented; he’s a force to be reckoned with, driven by vengeance and a promise to make the Carter family pay for their sins. But can he navigate the treacherous waters of his feelings for Noreen while plotting his revenge? Will he lose himself in the chaos or finally break free from the chains of his past?

In a world of wealth and cruelty, where love and hatred intertwine, Colin must decide: is he willing to risk everything for a chance at redemption or will his thirst for revenge consume him? The night is just beginning, and the game has only just started.

I Hate You But Couldn't Let You GoChapter 1

The purest hatred between me and Noreen began that year.

Noreen killed the dog I had raised for ten years—just to protect her little assistant.

In revenge, I stabbed that assistant five times, savoring his crazed screams as though admiring a work of art.

Everyone thought Noreen would take my life for it.

Instead, she simply tossed a divorce agreement in my face, her voice cold as ice.

"You're nothing but the Carter family's dog. Since you've gone rabid, then leave now!"

That night, I disappeared.

Five years later, I returned, standing in for my father at a grand banquet. That's where I saw Noreen's little assistant again.

He splashed red wine across my clothes and spat mockingly, "Well, look who it is. Turns out you're the dog Carter family cast aside."

I grabbed a champagne bottle and smashed it over his head.

"It's been five years and yet you still haven't learned how to act human? Tonight, I'll teach you myself."

——

Maxwell's scream split through the hall.

A group of his lackeys rushed forward, shielding him, shouting at me.

"Who the hell are you? Do you even know who you just hit?"