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,

shoulder, but she

was stunned by her response, and his arm hung at his side. He couldn't understand why she was

back to my apartment. I

could not even bear to look

you here tomorrow morning," he reasoned.

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

him off. "I don't want

bristled at her

Haven't you seen how hard I worked for you? You don't know half of the things I've done just to keep you by my side! And now you're telling

playing the understanding, lovesick partner. He had spent the past few days on his knees, trying to please her. He looked at her with eyes

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

priceless dress, because he knew it

tit-for-tat confrontation between Lionel and him, and Horace's opposition to

organized a charity dinner with the hopes of improving her image and smoothing out the path for

this for nothing in her

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

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

a cruel joke all this was. She loved him

he was keeping

really was

to stay? Listen to yourself, Cassandra. For

he would be hearing those words from Cassandra. Every word came to him like a blow, and he felt as if he was being pummeled to the ground with

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