Game Over No Second Chances

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

A flicker of hesitation flashed in Zach's eyes.

"Rena, Wendy's apartment is under renovation," he began. "The fumes are too strong, and it's bad for her health, so..."

Serena felt a tightness in her chest. She had convinced herself she wouldn't care anymore, yet the suffocating pain spread through her entire body.

"She can't afford a hotel?"

Wendy's eyes reddened as she packed up her violin. "Please don't fight because of me. I'll leave right now."

She reached for her suitcase in a fluster, but in her rush, she bumped into the corner of the table. A soft gasp escaped her lips as she clutched her chest, her breathy whimper both pained and delicate.

"Are you okay? Why are you so careless? Where does it hurt? Did you bring your medicine?" Zach's voice was full of worry as he scooped her into his arms and headed upstairs.

There were only two rooms upstairs-his and Serena's.

"This is my house. I don't agree!"

Serena stepped forward, blocking his way. The tension in the air turned suffocating.

Zach's expression darkened. "Serena, Wendy isn't feeling well right now. If you want to throw a tantrum, pick a better time. And let me remind you-I bought this villa. Get that straight."

Wendy's eyes gleamed with satisfaction as she weakly wrapped her arms around Zach's neck, her lips nearly brushing his jaw.

"Zach put me down," she pleaded. "Someone like me... How could I possibly deserve to stay here?"

Zach's protective instinct flared instantly. He shoved Serena aside and carried Wendy upstairs.

"I decide who belongs here," he declared.

Serena stumbled back, her leg hitting the staircase railing. A sharp pain shot through her, draining the color from her face.

Zach gently soothed Wendy, not sparing Serena a single glance.

After making sure Wendy was settled, he went downstairs, only to find that Serena was nowhere to be seen. He called her, but she didn't pick up.

In Yellowbrook City, there were only two places she could go here or Pauline's

the corner caught his eye-a small yellow charm

remembered Serena mentioning picking a wedding date before her birthday. He

date written on it was next

his assistant, clearing his schedule

hung up, a series of transaction notifications popped up from Serena's secondary credit card-jewelry, clothes, designer

million limit. Spend it all and come

in his words,

receipt when the message popped up. Her heart felt emptier than

been controlling her life since she was ten. One

to be by her side forever was in

woman.

"No

intention of

hotel

menu.

of red wine as she gazed at the city's glittering skyline.

life had other

and sent a message. "Tomorrow at 10:00 am. Eastside Café. Bring the money,

came almost instantly.

first established, he had given her 10% of the original shares. Just like the villa they lived in, it was meant to be something that tied

had linked the dividend account to the company's finances. Over the

until next Monday. Rena, don't

suitcase.

stared at his text

stay as if it were nothing. And now, he was casually bringing up

How ironic!

how he still believed she would obediently marry him after all

Serena

her stomach, like fire

himself to the Foster family. The excessive drinking had landed her in the hospital with a gastric perforation. It had taken her six months to recover. After that, Zach

up, opened the nightstand drawer, and fumbled inside-only

remembered-this wasn't their

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