Overwhelmed by the Billionaire’s Persistent Pursuit

Chapter 511: Madilyn failed to notice the fury blazing in his eyes. She crawled closer on her knees, wrapping her arms around his legs once more. "Rey, I gave you my virginity. I have nothing left now. Please don't abandon me. I promise to be obedient from now on. I'll do whatever you say and never disobey you. Rey, I truly love you. I love you so much." Seeing Greyson remained motionless and unmoved, she resorted to her last card. "Rey, please forgive me for saving you that year. If I hadn't saved you, you would have died. You promised to marry me.

Please, forgive me!" That sentence shattered Greyson's last nerve. In an instant, he was consumed by fury. How dare Madilyn claim she saved his life? In an instant, Greyson lifted her off the floor and wrapped his hands tightly around her neck. He growled through clenched teeth, "Did you really save me that year, Madilyn?" Terrified, Madilyn's eyes widened as tears streamed down her face. She had never seen him this furious before. Greyson's rage was fueled by the thought that if Madilyn hadn't interfered, he would have been with Candice from the start.

He blamed her for making him miss his chance with Candice, a chance that could have changed everything. The Harman and Blake families might have cooperated sooner, and he and Candice could have married after graduation. Perhaps the Harman family's status would have been restored earlier, and the Blake family would never have been framed or bankrupted. Things might have been different. Everything had gone wrong from the very beginning. How could he not be angry? His grip on Madilyn's neck tightened, and she dangled helplessly in the air. .

Gasping for breath, Madilyn felt her life slipping away. Panic overtook her as her legs kicked out involuntarily. Death loomed close, and she had never felt so helpless. Greyson squeezed harder, cutting off her air. Her lungs struggled for oxygen; blood rushed to her head, and her thoughts grew faint. The feeling of life slipping away was unbearable. At that moment, death was only a breath away. No-she couldn't die. Madilyn was terrified of death. There were still so many experiences she wanted to enjoy, so many things she longed for.

She refused to perish like this, especially at the hands of the man she loved. She writhed frantically and let out weak whimpers. However, the man before her showed no sign of loosening his grip. Instead, he tightened it with even greater ferocity. Gasping for breath, her entire body weakened, leaving her unable to struggle any longer. Just as she felt death approaching, Greyson suddenly released her and threw her to the floor. . . .