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

two

became increasingly evident to her that

Whatever! This is ridiculous!

and pulled the covers

while

over herself.

found it somewha

difficult to adjust.

nor Cedrick had an easy time falling asleep

woke up the

door

he might still be asleep, she decided to head to Angle

with dark clouds, reflecting the

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

peculiar behavior from the previous night flashed through her mind, causing her to lose focus

let out a groan when she

tolerance, it seemed odd that he would react that way unless

arts background, it seemed implausible that she could kick him off the

she dwelled on these thoughts,

the signs seemed to indicate that Cedrick might be genuinely injured or

why she could effortlessly kick him

table out of frustration

blinded by rage yesterday night that she had

that she thought about it, Cedrick

of the table. “Ms. Harris, did I

quickly regained her composure,

belongings, stating, “I have some urgent matters to attend to,

my return. And if I don’t,

intensified in Salinsburgh that day, pouring heavily onto

at Jenson Group,

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

virus 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 that your disabled body isn’t worthy of her from the moment you were poisoned.

face growing pale. Exhaustion

it was time for him to make a

better to endure

thought that if Gwendolyn grew tired of him and started to hate him, she could eventually move on from the sadness

sitting on a nearby sofa, was pouring herself a cup of

Project, she had come to discuss the terms of her

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

be out of sorts today. It doesn’t appear to be work–related. Did you and Ms. Harris have a recent