Chapter 2054
When Love Comes Late
Gently, she set the soup aside, her gaze growing misty.
âWhy are you being so cruel to me? I care about you deeply.
Canât you see how much I love you?â
Bennett, however, was impervious to her pain.
He walked to his chair and sat down, his expression darkening as he noticed the photo had been disturbed.
With icy detachment, he cut her off.
âWeâre finished, Joann.
Donât come after me, and keep your hands off my belongings.
â
Joannâs heart sank as she faced Bennettâs unyielding demeanor, feeling a deep sense of betrayal.
âWhy are you treating me like this? What have I done to deserve this? Even if I made mistakes, canât we talk it through? Give me a chance to fix things?â
She struggled to understand what she could have possibly done wrong and why Bennettâs coldness had led him to end their engagement.
Was Stella involved? But they barely knew each other, didnât they?
âLife doesnât always offer second chances,â Bennett said with a rigid finality, reaching for the photo.
As Joannâs heart pounded, her attempt to grasp his hand in desperation only led to the food container toppling over.
Soup erupted in a sudden splash.
Bennettâs face twisted with alarm as he reached for the photo, but it was already too late.
The once-clear image was now a soggy mess, the faces blurred beyond recognition.
Joannâs heart sank as she saw the photo in ruins.
Panic gripped her, and she stumbled over apologies.
Bennettâs face tightened with displeasure.
âJust go,â he muttered, his voice tinged with irritation.
He tried to fix the photo with a tissue, but it was no use.
Frustration lined his face as he realized the damage couldnât be undone.
Joann had come to make things right, but it wasnât going as planned âI didnât mean for this,â she said softly, her voice full of regret.
Thinking about the people in the photo, she searched for a way to fix her mistake.
âAre you looking for your uncle? Let me help.
My brother isnât the smartest, but he knows a lot of people.
He might be able to help find him.
â
Bennettâs expression hardened.
âStay out of my familyâs affairs, Joann.
This is your final warning.
â
Instantly, he picked up the phone and quickly dialed.
âSecurity, please escort her out.
Sheâs not welcome here anymore.
â
Tears streamed down her cheeks as she pleaded desperately, âPlease, hear me out.
I can help you find him.
Just give me a chance to fix things.
â
Bennettâs expression remained cold and distant, his eyes fixed on the floor.
Soon, security intervened, swiftly guiding her away.
She resisted their efforts, but they were firm, pulling her away from the study and toward the exit.