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.

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

her shoulder, but she

his side. He couldn't understand why she was

back to my apartment. I have

words out. She could not even

you here tomorrow morning," he reasoned.

been trying to appease her, but all she gave him back was rejection. His pride and patience

off. "I don't want others to

at her

see us together? Didn't you think about that when we started dating? Haven't you seen how hard

blew up. He was done playing the understanding, lovesick partner. He had spent the past few days on his knees, trying to please her. He looked

part of what drew him to her, and he had arranged everything carefully, so that she didn't have to change herself to be

her a priceless dress, because he knew

her being a divorced woman. He never mentioned the tit-for-tat confrontation between Lionel and him, and Horace's

dinner with the hopes of improving her image and smoothing out the

all this for nothing

to do anything. Whatever you did, I never asked for them.

knew in her heart how far they were from the truth. She knew they would hurt him, but she was left with no choice. It was

joke all this was. She loved him

he was

really was complicated.

yourself, Cassandra. For god's sake, is that really what

Cassandra. Every word came to him like a blow, and he felt as if he was being pummeled to the

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