The Forgotten Girl Is Back For Revenge

Chapter 167

Chapter 167

Chapter 167

Owen’s expression darkened slightly. He lowered his head, letting out a few cold laughs. “Is being with me really that

unbearable?”

Hailey bit her lip, took a deep breath, and said softly, “Owen, I really can’t be with you. Please let me go. These past two years… just consider it my fault, alright?”

She spoke in a resigned tone, almost as if negotiating with him.

Owen released her, his handsome, gentle face slowly freezing into an icy mask.

She was begging him… begging him to let her go…

Realizing this, Owen’s expression darkened, a hint of violent fury surfacing beneath his cool demeanor.

Hailey stood up from his lap, sensing the shift in his emotions. She instinctively took a few steps back.

“Are you afraid of me?” Owen asked from where he sat, his eyes dark and intense, locking onto her.

“I’m not,” Hailey replied, her voice instinctively quiet.

Owen stood up and slowly advanced toward her.

Hailey instinctively held her breath and stepped back, but she was backed against the desk. With nowhere else to retreat, she raised her hands to push against his broad shoulders. “Owen, calm down.”

“Why?” His voice was low, filled with confusion. “You still have feelings for me, Hailey. I can feel it.”

Hailey’s throat tightened, her breath coming in shallow gasps as her eyes began to redden. “Owen… I’m sorry…”

She still refused to give him the real reason.

Owen raised his hand, his long, pale fingers gently caressing Hailey’s face.

His gaze was dark, unreadable, as if lost in thought.

Owen thought to himself. ‘She really is a heartless woman.‘

She was truly planning to tell him nothing, using the excuse of not liking him to completely escape from him, from his world.

How could a woman like her even exist?

“Leave,” he muttered, releasing her and turning his back to her as he slowly walked toward the floor–to–ceiling windows.

“I’m not someone who likes to force people. Since you’ve made up your mind, I won’t bother you again,” Owen’s voice became cold, distant, as if he were addressing a stranger.

watching Owen’s tall, slender figure. She slowly pressed her lips. together.

thought, ‘After I leave here today, maybe we

a sharp, piercing pain shot through

her face, beads of

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hatred. But in this

playing a cruel joke on

head,

wanted so badly to go to him, to hug him,

the

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deep breath, fighting to keep her voice

was as if he had already lost

in luxury, how

the past was

hadn’t had a change

and slowly walked

waiting outside.

coming to find the boss, they would resolve things and the ice between them would

saw Hailey emerge with

the looks of it, it seemed like they

I’ll escort you downstairs,” he offered as he stepped forward.

aimlessly walking toward

noticing her pale face, couldn’t help but ask, “Miss Dalton, did

seconds, she spoke in a

froze, unable to process this outcome.

accident, Owen had been utterly shattered, unable to

everyone expected that they would

broke up.

suddenly, without

Richard couldn’t understand.

trying to force Hailey to come back. Although Richard

that, this was the

passed, and Richard knew Owen

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was the case, then the problem lay with

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