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.

up and

saw that it was already past two in the morning, and Cedrick had yet to

that he

Whatever! This is ridiculous!

and pulled

had been a while since

over herself.

found it somewha

difficult to adjust.

had an

woke up the next

room door remained tightly

still be asleep, she decided to head

reflecting the gloomy weather that had persisted for the past two

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

night flashed through her mind, causing her

had let out a groan when she kicked him off

that way unless he was

background, it seemed implausible that she could kick him

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

to indicate that Cedrick might be genuinely

explained why she could effortlessly kick

slapped the table out

blinded by rage yesterday night that she had

about it, Cedrick had been

fright at the sudden bang of the table. “Ms.

composure, realizing

stating, “I have some urgent matters to attend

return. And if I don’t,

intensified in Salinsburgh that day,

in his office at Jenson Group,

he observed the raindrops trickling down the windowpane, his thoughts drifted back to a conversation he had with Charles

in your body will have long–lasting effects. Eventually, you will be disabled. She may pity you at first, but what about in the long run? It has been decided

fists clenched tightly, his face growing pale. Exhaustion washed

was time for him to make a

better to endure temporary pain rather than prolong

could eventually move on from the sadness and agony they were currently experiencing and find a

who was sitting on a nearby sofa, was

ambassador of Rossi Project, she had come to discuss the

since she entered his office. He had been silently gazing at the rain outside his

It doesn’t appear to be work–related. Did you and Ms. Harris have a

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