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.

up and checked her

widened in disbelief when she saw that it was already past two in the morning, and Cedrick

increasingly evident to her that he was seriouslydering ending their

Whatever! This is ridiculous!

bed and

while since she had

over herself.

found it somewha

difficult to adjust.

Cedrick had an easy time falling asleep

woke up the next

room door

to head to Angle Corporation

dark clouds, reflecting the gloomy

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

peculiar behavior from the previous night flashed through her mind,

suddenly dawned on her that he had let out a groan when she kicked him

odd that he would react that way unless he was

and martial arts background, it seemed implausible that she could kick him off the bed so

on these thoughts, a

that Cedrick might be genuinely injured

effortlessly kick him

the table out of frustration at those

so blinded by rage yesterday night that she

thought about it, Cedrick had been acting

in fright at the sudden bang of the

regained her composure,

stating, “I have some urgent

report upon my return. And if I don’t, you can proceed with it

intensified in Salinsburgh that day, pouring heavily onto the city

at Jenson Group, his eyes

the raindrops trickling down the windowpane, his thoughts drifted back to a

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

face growing pale. Exhaustion washed over him as his energy slowly seeped

was time for him to

would be better to endure temporary pain rather than

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

sitting on a nearby sofa, was pouring herself a

the ambassador of Rossi Project, she had come to discuss the terms of her compensation as outlined in her contract with

his office. He had been

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