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

eyes widened in disbelief when she saw that it was already past two in the morning, and Cedrick had yet to come

evident to her that he was seriouslydering ending

Whatever! This is ridiculous!

and pulled

had been a while since she had slept

over herself.

found it somewha

difficult to adjust.

an easy time falling

woke up the next

room door remained

decided to head to Angle Corporation

the gloomy

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

previous night flashed through her mind, causing her to lose focus

he had let out

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

weight and martial arts background, it seemed

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

to indicate that Cedrick might

effortlessly

out of frustration

rage yesterday night that she had overlooked all

she thought about it, Cedrick had been acting way

in fright at the sudden bang of

quickly regained her composure, realizing the disruption she

swiftly gathered her belongings, stating, “I have some urgent matters

upon my return. And if I don’t, you

intensified in Salinsburgh that day,

at Jenson Group, his

the windowpane, his thoughts drifted back to a conversation he had with Charles

you will be disabled. She may pity you at first, but what about in the long run? It has been decided that your disabled body isn’t worthy of her from the moment you were poisoned. Neither you

Exhaustion washed over him as his

was time for him to make

believed it would be better to endure temporary pain

that if 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 herself a cup

the ambassador of Rossi Project, she had come to discuss the

He had been silently gazing at the rain outside

out of sorts today. It doesn’t appear to