The Forgotten Girl Is Back For Revenge

Chapter 152

Chapter 152

The atmosphere grew thick with tension.

Hailey gave a quiet hum, her voice steady but cold. “I don’t like you anymore.”

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As soon as the words left her mouth, the line went dead. Hailey glanced at her phone, realizing the call had ended abruptly.

She sank back onto the sofa, letting out a weary sigh. Her gaze shifted to the two meals in front of her. With a resigned frown, she decided to turn her frustration into appetite, finishing both orders in one sitting.

A knock echoed through the room after tossing the empty containers into the trash.

Hailey rose and went to the door, only to find a man standing there, his eyes cold as ice, his lips pressed tightly together. There was a hint of red at the corners of his eyes.

The man’s gaze locked onto hers, and in the split second she hesitated, he was already inside, pulling her tightly into his

arms.

“Owen,” she murmured, her hand instinctively pushing against his chest as she frowned. “What are you doing here? Didn’t I tell you? I don’t like you anymore.”

He remained silent, his expression clouded with anger and frustration.

Without a word, he swept her in his arms, carrying her straight to the bedroom.

Hailey’s heart skipped a beat as panic set in. She looked at his handsome profile, her hands pushing against him in a flurry. “Calm down, Owen!”

But Owen didn’t respond. Having ruled the business world for years, he was a man used to control, and the patience and gentleness he had once shown Hailey had worn thin.

Now, hearing her declare she no longer liked him, it was something he couldn’t accept.

His dominant nature flared up instantly, and he knew he had to make her understand. Owen thought, ‘Whether she or not, she would always be mine.‘

With a stoic expression, he reached out, gripping her chin firmly. His voice was ice cold. “I’m perfectly calm.”

Hailey bit her lip, her eyes glistening with unshed tears.

vulnerable, helpless appearance didn’t stir any sympathy in

now that Owen was completely furious.

he lowered his head and kissed her roughly, as though he was desperate to claim every part of

to the other side of the bed. Her gaze stayed

then his gaze turned cold, as if someone had thrown a

bed, his eyes cold as he stared at her. He lifted a hand, rubbing his temples to understand everything. He thought, ‘How did things end up like this?‘

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the bed, his tall, lean figure imposing and still, his expression serious and unreadable. His dark eyes were

her thoughts racing. After a long pause, she finally spoke, her

a slight, amused smile tugging at his lips. “I think we could be… friends with benefits,” he said casually.

It was hard to believe those words came from Owen, who usually

her cheeks burning with embarrassment and frustration, she snapped, “How can you

tone cool as ever. “There are worse things. Want to try them?”

‘What a joke!‘

her fingers trembling in anger. “Get out!” she demanded, her

suit jacket, tossed it onto the bed, and

by his actions. Barefoot, she climbed

pulling out some ingredients before strolling into the kitchen as

could hardly believe it. She thought, “This arrogant man is making

himself a bowl of pasta, fried an

leaned against the wall, watching him with a dark

pasta on the table and, noticing her presence, casually asked, “Do you

expression conflicted as the delicious aroma of

this pasta? It smells even better than Raphael’s. Good thing I

cold, before turning and heading toward the bedroom. With a quiet click, she

the next hour. Hailey eventually emerged from her room, fully dressed and ready to

in the living room. Hearing the sound of