A Graduation Gift

Chapter 242 Hatred And Desire (Part Three)

In his office, Rufus found himself agitated. Every now and then, his eyes would flit to his phone, waiting for a reply from Cassandra. But whenever his screen would light up, it was with someone else's name.

It seemed that she had made up her mind to ignore him. He heard that she didn't return to the Garden Villa and stayed in her rented apartment in these past few days.

Why was she acting this way? Was it still because he went to take care of the sick Amanda?

Cassandra worked overtime. As she stepped out of the office building, the familiar Phantom came into view.

She had purposefully stayed in her office for as long as she could, but she knew she could hide no longer. Knowing that Rufus came for an explanation, she composed herself and then walked on unhurriedly.

However, the moment she saw Rufus's figure leaning against the car from far away, she felt herself crumbling.

His eyes zeroed in on her from afar.

She was wearing tight clothes that hugged her figure. A cool breeze blew and fluttered her skirt, exposing her slender legs.

Cassandra stood there, hesitating in her tracks, and so Rufus straightened up and closed the distance between them.

"What are you thinking?"

he asked when he was standing right in front of her. Cassandra wore an unreadable expression on her face.

He took in the sight of her and wanted to sigh at the relief. A few days seemed so long when he did not see her.

"Nothing,"

she replied stiffly.

was silent for a moment before speaking again, "Come on. I'll

but she shook free

and his arm hung at his side. He couldn't understand

want to go back to my apartment.

but she forced the words out. She could not even

you here tomorrow morning,"

feel the start of his irritation bubbling up. He had already been trying to appease her, but all she gave him back was rejection. His pride and patience could only take

cut him off. "I don't

at her response.

about that when we started dating? Haven't you seen how hard I worked for you? You don't know half of the things I've done just to keep

He had spent the past few days on his knees, trying to please her. He looked at her with eyes as cold as

she was a competitive, stubborn woman. It was part of what drew him to her, and he had

else to send her a priceless dress, because he knew it would make

didn't care about her being a divorced woman. He never mentioned the tit-for-tat confrontation between Lionel and him, and Horace's

hopes of improving her image and smoothing out the path

this for nothing in

I never asked for them. You decided them yourself, just as how you decided

how far they were from the truth.

cruel joke all this was. She loved him dearly, but she couldn't be

loved her, but he

really was

yourself, Cassandra. For

couldn't believe his ears. He never thought he would be hearing those words from Cassandra. Every word came to him like a blow, and

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