Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

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.

Frustration mounting, she sat up and checked her phone.

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

that he was seriouslydering ending

Whatever! This is ridiculous!

bed and

while since she

over herself.

found it somewha

difficult to adjust.

Cedrick had an easy

woke up

room door

be asleep, she decided to head to Angle Corporation to avoid

with dark clouds, reflecting the

sat uneasily at her desk, resting her chin on her hands and gazing absentmindedly at the drizzle outside

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

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

tolerance, it seemed odd that he would react that way unless he was deliberately exaggerating his

arts background, it seemed implausible that she

dwelled on these thoughts, a realization–struck her.

seemed to indicate that Cedrick might be genuinely injured or

why she could effortlessly kick him off

slapped the table out of frustration

so blinded by rage yesterday night that she had

about it, Cedrick had been acting way

fright at the sudden bang of the

regained her composure, realizing

some urgent matters

upon my return. And if I

intensified in Salinsburgh that day, pouring

in his office at Jenson Group, his

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

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

growing pale. Exhaustion

it was time for him to make

better to endure temporary

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

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

to discuss the terms of her

since she entered his office. He had been silently gazing at the rain outside his floor–to–ceiling window

appear to be work–related. Did you and