Chapter 13
Sweet Submission: Reclaiming Her Love
Chapter 13 His Fiancee Corynn stretched her arms and massaged her temples. When she looked toward the window, she found that it was already dark outside.
She grabbed her phone and saw that she had received a slew of messages. She had set it on silent earlier, so that she could focus on her work.
Corynn tidied up her desk, grabbed her purse and coat, then left the office.
The entire building was silent at this hour, and the only sound that could be heard was the sharp clacking of her heels against the tiled floor.
Unfortunately, Corynn was held up in traffic on her way home. She lowered the driver side window and kept one hand on the steering wheel while she checked her phone with the other. It had been vibrating for the better part of her drive.
Sure enough, she had received many messages from an unknown number.
Assuming that they were from Elliot, Corynn didnât even bother opening them. She tossed her phone into the passenger seat and waited for the traffic to move. When it finally did, however, her car suddenly jolted forward as the vehicle behind her rammed into her bumper.
It was a good thing that her seatbelt was in place, but the impact still lurched Corynn forward and made her dizzy.
After getting her bearings, she unbuckled her seatbelt and stepped out of the car. As she approached the one that had hit her, she saw a familiar face sitting behind its wheelâAmanda. Elliotâs fiancee.
âSo sorry about that,â Amanda called out in a singsong voice. âDidnât mean to do that.â
Corynn glanced at the dented rear of her car. Given how slowly the traffic had been moving and the amount of damage done, the crash was clearly intentional.
Corynn turned to look at Amanda, whose expression belied her apologetic words. They both knew her actions were deliberate, but they also knew that there was nothing Corynn could do about it.
Amanda could simply claim to be a poor driver, that she had confused the accelerator for the brake. After all, an incident like this was no big deal to the heiress of the Willis family. She was more than capable of paying for the damages.
Hell, she could even buy Corynn a new car. Amandaâs lot in life was such that she wouldnât have had to worry about a thing had she actually run over someone and killed them âIâll send you the billing for the repairs,â Corynn said before turning to leave.
âIâve been sending you messages, Corynn,â Amanda called after her in a rush. âWhy arenât you replying to any of them?â
Corynn frowned. So the barrage of messages was from Amanda? âWhat do you want from me?â
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Amanda smiled. âWell, since you refused to respond, I had no choice but to use more drastic measures to get your attention. I hope you donât mind that little bump from a while ago.â
Corynn took a deep breath and told herself to calm down.
âDonât worry, Iâll pay for the damages,â Amanda continued. âDo you think you have a moment to talk, though?â
Corynn sighed in resignation. She called a tow service for her car, then followed Amanda to a nearby self-
service cafe.
She watched as Amanda expertly brewed a fresh pot of coffee and poured her a cup.
âWhat is it that you want to talk about?â Corynn asked coldly.
Amanda sipped her coffee and leaned back in her chair. âWhy did you come back?â
âDo I have no right to be back? This place is my home. Or are you under the impression that the entire Orelens belongs to you, Miss Willis?â Corynn gave her a mocking smile when she said this.
âYou being here troubles me,â Amanda said. She glanced at Corynnâs untouched cup of coffee and smiled. âYou are aware that I am Elliotâs fiancee, right?â
âI am. So what? Elliot and I are long over. If you called me here because you are worried that I would take him away from you, Iâm telling you that your warning is not necessary.â Without taking her eyes off Amanda, Corynn drank the whole cup in one go.
Real life had never been the same as the stories depicted in books. Happy endings were a rarity.
âIs that so?â Amanda said, her tone turning sharp. âBut I know that he went to see you, Corynn. Didnât his visit make your heart flutter, just a little bit?â
She refilled Corynnâs cup. âI mean, I get that you wonât forgive him easily. He did kill your baby, after all.â
Corynnâs fingers instinctively tightened around her cup as the memory stabbed at her heart.
She could safely say that she felt nothing for Elliot anymore, but the same could not be said for the unborn baby she had lost.
Amanda smirked. âElliot was dead set on eliminating all the obstacles to our upcoming marriage. The fact that you and your baby fell in that category is such a misfortune. I really feel sorry for what you had to go through these past three years, Corynn.â
Corynn forced herself to remain calm. The more Amanda prodded at her wounds, the more she refused to show any signs of weakness. âWhy are you telling me this, then? Why did you even reach out? Surely itâs not because youâre feeling insecure in your relationship?â
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