Chapter 120
My business manager grinned like an idiot. “That’s great news! We should pop some champagne–celebrate a little more!”
“Get lost,” I snapped, shooting him a cold look.”
He got the message and quickly left. Freya’s team, sensing the shift in mood, quietly excused themselves too.
Soon, the private room was silent–just the two of us, sitting across from each other at that big round table. We stared for a long time before I finally broke the silence.
“So… where’s that young, handsome assistant of yours?“}
“I thought you’d ask how I’ve been all these years,” Freya said calmly.
“No,” I shook my head. “I don’t care about that.”>
“Then why ask about him?” she stood up and walked slowly to my side of the table. “Even after all these years, you still care. Don’t you?” “It was just a passing question,” I muttered, not wanting to go any deeper.
I stood up, grabbed my coat. “As for the partnership–maybe we need to take a step back. I don’t think our companies are a good fit.“} As I reached the door, her voice rang out behind me.
“Hasn’t three years been enough?”
I turned around.
Freya’s composure cracked. She looked like someone barely holding herself together.
“You’ve punished me for three years. Isn’t that enough?“}
Punishment? She thought this was all just punishment?}
I stared at her, stunned by how she framed it–like everything that happened was just a sentence to be served.§
“Can’t you forgive me?” she pleaded, stepping closer.}
“All these years, I’ve lived with nothing but regret and guilt. I know I was wrong. I know I hurt you. Please… come back to me.” She reached out her hand.
But I turned away.
“Maybe after another three years,” I said coldly, “you won’t feel so guilty anymore.“> (The End)
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