Chapter 19
Her stomach growled louder than her regrets. Right now, the warm food in her hands mattered more than this failed relationship. Gwyneth turned to leave, but Zachary’s hand closed around her wrist.
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She felt a wave of revulsion. This was the same hand had held Bella, and now it was trying to stop her. Gwyneth yanked free, her voice echoing Zachary’s old accusing tone. “When are you going to stop this drama?”
“I came to apologize,” Zachary said, his voice urgent as he took a step closer. “We can still make this work. Pick any wedding date you want—I’ll clear my schedule, I promise
“I don’t want that,” Gwyneth said, trying to leave again.
Zachary’s patience suapped. He’d risked everything to find her, and she was still pushing him away. “Gwyneth, why can’t you be as reasonable as
Bella?
Gwyneth span
We were over.
around and slapped him, her eyes filling with tears. “Remember this: the moment you ran to Bella while we were getting married,
Security arrived, and Gwyneth took a step back, watching Zachary’s face twist with disbelief. She gave a bitter laugh. “What’s he so shocked about? Im just leaving–bn’t that what he wants?
This guy’s a stalker. Please get him out,” she said, turning away. Her fingers crushed the bag in her hand.
“Wall Gwennie- Zachary called out.
“Sir, if you don’t calm down, we’ll have to remove you–and call the police, the guards said, pinning Zachary down.
Zachary struggled, but the guards held him back. He managed to break free and took a few steps forward, just in time to catch Gwyneth’s eyes before the elevator dors closed. Her eyes were cold and disappointed, and Zachary felt a Sharp pain in his chest.
More security arrived and finally escorted Zachary out of the building.
Back in her apartment, Gwyneth placed the steaming takeout on the counter, but she didn’t feel like eating
After a sleepless night, Gwyneth arrived at the FR department early in the morning. Her colleagues couldn’t meet her eyes and left her out of even the most basic tasks.
Her eyes turned cold. She wasn’t about to take this lying down, so she stood up and began to survey the office.
But before she could get a feel for the place. Quentin’s call came through. “Cet to my office. Now!”
“Jeez, so dramatic,” Gwyned muttered, covering her ringing ear as she headed straight for the top floor.
- A) soon as she walked in, Quentin slammed a stack of folders onto the desk. His finger the Lopez family? Why are they holding up our projects?
practically digging into the paper. “What’s going on with
“Gwyneth, did you tick off Mr. Lopez? I told you to keep him happy! Is this how you follow orders?”
Gwyneth glanced over the documents. They were all regular bids from the Jenkins Group. Hut her Bayview Haven project wasn’t there. Harrison wasn targeting her.
She said, “Harrison only approved my Bayview Haven project. The rest? They’re not my concern. Maybe you should think about whether you offended him, Dad. Or maybe it’s because you upset his wife. Fin just an intern in PK. This isn’t my job. Find someone else to handle it.
Quentin’s brows furrowed deeply, but she just turned to leave.
Quentin thought, Ta, Gwyneth as his wife now! How could she say she can’t handle this? It all depends on her will. No, we can’t afford to lose more Imoney
“Wait!” he said urgently. “Gwennie, we’re family. You’re part of the Jenkins Group too. You can’t just stand by and let the Lopez Lamily destroy us.”
