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.

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

her shoulder, but she shook free from

her response, and his arm hung at his side.

go back to my apartment.

not even bear to look at Rufus. It was all too

drive you here tomorrow morning," he reasoned.

bubbling up. He had already been trying to appease her, but

she cut him off. "I don't want

bristled at her

hell are you talking about?! You don't want others to see us together? Didn't you think 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

done playing the understanding, lovesick partner. He had spent the past few days on his knees,

him to her, and he had arranged everything carefully, so

send her a priceless dress,

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

sake, he organized a charity dinner with the hopes of improving her image and smoothing out

this for nothing in her eyes?

to do anything. Whatever you did, I never asked for them. You decided them yourself, just as how you decided to keep me by

soon as they came out of her mouth. She never meant to say those things, and she 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 the only

this was. She loved him dearly,

but he

really was complicated.

forced you to stay? Listen to yourself, Cassandra. For god's sake, is that really

from Cassandra. Every word came to him like a blow, and he felt as if

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