Chapter 1630: Chapter 1630

Chapter 1630

“Girls like her are a dime a dozen. Am I supposed to take every single one under my wing?” Zavier’s voice trailed off as his gaze suddenly shot through the room, locking eyes with Skyler. “Why are you eavesdropping out there?””

Skyler hadn’t meant to overhear their conversation; she just happened to catch it and hadn’t yet managed to slip away before Zavier spotted her. She walked up to Zavier and stood firmly in front of him. “I didn’t mean to listen in on your conversation.”

Zavier didn’t care whether it was intentional or not. Seeing her just reminded him of the strings pulling at his life, irritating him to no end. “You have two choices. One, have Marissa rent an apartment for you. Two, if you don’t like option one, pack your bags and get out on your own.”

Marissa was beside herself with worry. “Mr. Zavier…”

Skyler cut in, “I choose option three.”

Zavier’s eyebrows arched menacingly. “I didn’t give you a third option.”

Skyler continued, “I know you don’t want me around, but we don’t have much of a choice right now.”e2

“Are you

threatening me?” Zavier’s voice turned icy.

“Not at all. School starts soon, and I’ll move into the dorms. But we have to keep this from the elders back home.”

Marissa interjected, “Miss Skyler, please reconsider.”

Zavier scoffed, “You don’t like me, but you can’t let go of the title of my wife.”

Skyler wanted to roll her eyes. Who in the world would want that title? She had come to terms with reality. “Right now, if we clash with the family, we will have no chance of winning. Think about it. I’ll stay here for two nights, and first thing after tomorrow, I’ll pack up and move to the school. I won’t be any trouble to you.”

With that, Skyler headed upstairs.

“Skyler, stop right there!” Zavier called after her.

She turned around. “Anything else, Mr. Zavier?”

Faced with her big doe-like eyes, the harsh words died on Zavier’s lips. “Just… two more days. If you’re not out by then, I’ll personally see to it.”

Thank you!”

Zavier stood silently, stupefied. The girl who seemed like a vulnerable bunny last night had turned into a feisty one.

From the sidelines, Marissa sighed, “Mr. Zavier, she’s still a young lady. You’re a grown man. Can’t you be a bit gentler with her?”

Zavier ignored Marissa and strode out.

Marissa watched his retreating figure, then looked back toward the staircase, her heart heavy for Skyler’s uncertain future.

Back in her room, Skyler slipped into a simple white sundress and grabbed her purse before heading downstairs.

Zavier had already left. Marissa was still in the living room. “Miss Skyler, heading out?”

Skyler nodded. “Marissa, I have some errands to run. I’ll be back before dusk. I’ll grab takeaway for dinner out, so don’t wait up for me.”

“Got any plans? We don’t have a driver, and it’s tough to hail a cab around here. Can you drive? If so, Mr. Zavier’s garage has some spare cars; feel free to take one, Marissa offered.