Sweet Submission: Reclaiming Her Love

Chapter 7 Come Back To My Side

After several rounds of drinks, Corynn set her glass down on the table, feeling a bit stifled inside the private

room.

Seeing that Jason and Erick were still chatting happily, Corynn excused herself quietly, mumbling something to Shirley about needing to go outside for some fresh air.

She had drunk quite a bit, and though she could still think straight, she had started to feel a bit dizzy.

Corynn headed to the bathroom to splash some cold water on her hot cheeks. She looked up at her reflection in the mirror, only to see that her face was flushed.

She leaned against the open window and drank in the fresh air, which sobered her up a little. Feeling satisfied and refreshed, she did a quick touch up of her makeup then grabbed her bag, ready to return to the private

room.

But just as she stepped out of the girl’s bathroom, she nearly ran into a tall man clad in black.

“Oh, excuse me, sir-” Corynn instinctively stepped back apologetically, only to find that the man she had run into had no intention of moving. Frowning, she looked up, her words catching in her throat as she recognized who it was–the man was none other than Elliot.

“I said, excuse me,” she reiterated, her eyes downcast.

Elliot stood there, motionless, staring at her familiar face in silence. Three years ago, Corynn had been delicate and demure, her straight, unremarkable hair a testament to her innocence. Now, her vibrant curls lent her a maturity that only deepened her allure.

Most poignantly, her eyes no longer held the familiar affection he once knew.

During the years Corynn was gone, Elliot dreamed of her every night, a persistent ache of loneliness gnawing at him.

her and pulled her

wall, he locked the door behind them. They were so

Corynn growled at him angrily, “Are you insane?

of answering her, Elliot inhaled her long–lost scent greedily. Pinching

“Where the hell did you go all those years

voice icy.

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on her hand slowly loosened.

then. How could she believe a word he said now? She was no longer the young, naive, and lovestruck Corynn who was willing to follow him to

believe

tried to escape, only for her arm to be seized again. Taking a deep breath, she glared at Elliot from over her shoulder, her

side.” His

to tell you that I don’t know you?” Corynn’s patience was wearing thin. The face before her, once capable of sending butterflies to her stomach, no longer stirred any feelings of

can’t fool me,” Elliot

up, so we might as well be strangers,” Corynn finally snapped, forcefully prying his fingers off

me to leave, so I left. Now, you’re telling me to come back, so you expect me to come back? Do you think I’m your pet, someone you can snap your fingers at? Elliot, I’m

growing increasingly angry, unable to believe a single word that came from

not what

do you mean? Do you want me to come back and keep your bed warm, is that it? Humph! You’re the esteemed Mr. Andrews,

stubbornly refused to know her place, her family had become a laughingstock. In Elliot’s social

each word clearly as she said, “Mr. Andrews, I’m sure

make