The Ex and Her Riches

Chapter 269 I Will Be There

Cedrick’s gaze dropped, avoiding Gwendolyn’s eyes as he exuded a cold and distant demeanor.

Gwendolyn couldn’t comprehend what was going on with him. She was consumed by fury, fueled by the overwhelming desire to confront him and inflict physical harm to ensure he would never dare to break up with her again.

Fueled by her anger, she stepped down from the bed, her feet bare as she approached the bedside table, where a heavy wooden ruler was stored in the first drawer.

However, at that moment, she hesitated, realizing the potential consequences of her impulses.

She was worried about the harm she could inflict on Cedrick with the heavy ruler if he chose to confront her beatings directly.

On the other hand, the notion of returning empty–handed after her outburst filled Gwendolyn with a sense of foolishness.

She discreetly turned around to check on Cedrick and found him gazing directly at her.

The mere thought of coming back without anything in her hands caused her to cringe with embarrassment.

Determined to salvage the situation, she grabbed Cedrick’s black belt from the coat rack, folding it in half with the buckle firmly in her hand, before sitting back on the bed.

“Do you see this? Don’t push me to the point where I have to resort to violence!” she exclaimed, attempting to intimidate him.

Cedrick lifted his gaze and glanced at the belt in her hand, his face devoid of emotion.

“I had already given up on you back then, but you were the one who wanted me to give you a second chance. Now that I’ve given you that chance and have decided to spend the rest of my life with you, you’re telling me you want to break up? Why? Give me a logical explanation for this!”

Cedrick’s handsome face glowed under the dim light as he gulped.

He lowered his gaze and remained silent, exuding a cold aura.

To Gwendolyn, his silence felt like a form of silent resistance.

She wondered if he was giving her the silent treatment and bit her lip, feeling hurt.

“Fine. You need some time to think things through, right? Take all the time you need, then! Talk to me when you’ve figured things out.”

Frustrated, she threw the belt at him, got off the bed, and stormed out of the room.

The atmosphere of the room turned somber as she forcefully closed the door behind her.

As Gwendolyn entered the next room, she decided she would sleep in separate rooms with Cedrick from that point forward.

Throughout the night, she tossed and turned, her mind buzzing with thoughts of Cedrick and his distant attitude.

mounting, she sat up and checked her

two in the morning, and Cedrick

her that he

Whatever! This is ridiculous!

bed and pulled the covers over

had been a while

over herself.

found it somewha

difficult to adjust.

nor Cedrick had an easy time falling asleep that

up

door

decided to head to Angle Corporation to avoid any

Salinsburg was shrouded with dark clouds, reflecting the gloomy weather that had persisted for

at her desk, resting her chin on her hands and gazing absentmindedly at the drizzle

the previous night flashed through her mind,

he had let out a groan when she kicked him off the

seemed odd that he would react that way unless he was deliberately exaggerating his

weight and martial arts background, it seemed implausible that she

on these thoughts, a realization–struck her. Something wasn’t

that

she could effortlessly kick him off

out

so blinded by rage yesterday night that she

she thought about it, Cedrick had been acting

bang of the table. “Ms. Harris, did I

her composure, realizing the disruption

some

upon my return. And if I don’t,

Salinsburgh that day, pouring heavily onto the city

in his office at Jenson

trickling down the windowpane, his thoughts drifted back to

pity you at first, but what about in the long run? It has been

fists clenched tightly, his face growing pale. Exhaustion washed over him as his energy slowly seeped

it was time for him to make a

be better to endure

Gwendolyn grew tired of him and started to hate him, she could eventually move on from the sadness and agony they were

on a nearby sofa, was pouring

she had come to discuss the terms of her compensation as

she entered his office. He had been silently gazing at the rain outside his floor–to–ceiling window

Jenson, you seem to be out of sorts today. It doesn’t appear to be work–related.