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Chapter 306: You're On Your Own Now

Magnus had always been a gentleman of the finest order, never one to belittle women, nor to utter cold, harsh words. Today, however, when he blurted out that Genevieve was despicable, it was clear he was truly disheartened and at a loss for words with her. Genevieve, tears in her eyes, shook her head repeatedly, "It's not like that, you've misunderstood."

Had this happened before today, Magnus might have felt pity upon seeing her drenched and disheveled. But having seen Genevieve in Paul's embrace, he felt as sick as if he had swallowed a dead fly. Genevieve had just been thrown out of the Montgomery family when Paul showed up; who knows how many times they had met in secret over the years besides the instance Magnus had witnessed?

"Stay away from me, Genevieve. From now on, you're on your own," Magnus said coldly, glancing at her.

"No, don't go, you coming here means you still care about me, why won't you listen to my side?" Genevieve pleaded desperately, clinging to the car window.

"I don't want to hear a word. Let go," Magnus said icily.

"I won't let go, I won't," she protested. Magnus pried her fingers off the car door one by one, rolled up the window without a backward glance, and drove away. Genevieve fell into a puddle just as she had before, thinking to herself that Magnus must still care about her since he had come; surely, it was another misunderstanding with Paul.

"Don't leave, listen to my explanation," she cried out, watching his car disappear, tears streaming down her cheeks. Paul stood behind her, "He's gone."

"It's you, it's all your fault I ended up like this, are you satisfied now?" Genevieve blamed Paul for everything. If it hadn't been for his outrageous demands back then, Magnus wouldn't have found out, and she wouldn't be in this mess.

"So what if it is me? Genevieve, the things you did back then were far worse than anything I did. I came to pick you up out of kindness, but it seems you don't need my help. I'll leave you to continue chasing your dreams of grandeur," Paul stated. Though he still had feelings for her, he was no longer the man who sank into despair over emotional wounds.

"If you leave, I'll truly be alone," Genevieve murmured as he turned to go. Hearing this, Paul sighed softly, turned back, and picked her up. Her eyes were red from crying. Paul had an apartment on Riverwalk Street that had been empty for a while; he temporarily settled Genevieve there.

shower, Genevieve came out to find Paul still there, and eyed him warily, "What are you still

I wanted a woman, I could easily have my pick. I wouldn't force anything just for an old flame like you," Paul's words cut deep. Genevieve, always sensitive about her age and who had taken great care of her skin over the years, couldn't stand

your temper has only gotten worse," he observed. A woman's worsening temper often proved that a man had treated her too well. Thinking of this, Genevieve felt deeply saddened, realizing she might never meet another man like Magnus who treated her well. She had no heart to argue with Paul and went

After dropping Aurora off at the Montgomery family home, Julian did not head back. In a private room of a well-known

at his wristwatch, Rocky spoke, "Sir, it's almost time for the meeting. Do you think he will

come,"

seems disadvantageous to us. You never engage in unprofitable deals,

years, knowing he

always prided himself on his business acumen, but today's actions broke from his usual habits, especially considering

to look out the window. Without Aurora by his side,

only been apart for a short while, yet he felt depressed, wishing she was always near, enveloping

moments when they watched movies together, with

her tender

tone, Julian also felt delighted, a smile forming on his lips, "Not

dad just kicked Genevieve out of the house, for real this time. She's packing her things now," Aurora's voice was noticeably more joyful than

wonder you're so happy. You'll be even happier once the paternity test results

grand drama to have them thrown

who I'm meeting with, whether it's a man or a

enjoyment. The next chapter is just a