CHAPTER 566: CHAPTER 274 EVIE LARKIN HUGGED HIM

Kay Forrest watched her cry, her pretty face wet with tears, a slight frown creasing his brow.

"I hurt you?

So, you’ve come to accuse me now?

Then tell me, who should Jane Quinlan, who was hurt by the rumors this morning, go to accuse?

What has she done wrong to deserve this?"

"Are you saying these things about me and Nolan to take revenge for Jane Quinlan?

You know very well that this has nothing to do with Nolan.

If you have to blame someone, just blame me."

"So, this has something to do with Jane Quinlan?

Blame, huh, let me tell you, I blame no one.

I just don’t like seeing the woman I love get hurt.

I didn’t even tell her about these upsetting matters myself.

What right does Nolan Moore have to hurt her in this manner?

Now you have no need to come crying to me.

For this issue, you should be looking for Nolan Moore.

If he hadn’t run his mouth and provoked me, I wouldn’t have dealt with you two like this."

Having said this, he casually stood up, walked to the window, and turned his back to her.

"I’d rather have nothing to do with you all, out of sight, out of mind."

Evie Larkin bit her lip, crying even more heartbrokenly.

Kay Forrest crossed his arms, gazing into the distance.

"I also want to remind you, stop crying like this in front of me.

Your tears cannot sway me anymore.

Even if you cried to death now, I wouldn’t blink an eye."

As soon as Kay Forrest’s words fell, Evie Larkin ran behind him and hugged his waist tightly.

Her face pressed against his back, she could clearly hear his heartbeat.

It had been many years since she’d been this close to him.

If it weren’t for this opportunity, she wouldn’t dare to be so presumptuous.

Because she was very clear in her heart that he had not yet forgiven her.

Kay Forrest’s body shook, and he barked, "Evie Larkin, what are you doing?"

She cried almost heartrendingly, yet soundlessly, her tears soaking his clothes.

"Kay, don’t be like this to me.

Please, don’t be so cold to me.

I know we can never go back to the way things were.

But in consideration of the years I’ve waited for you, please don’t treat me this way, please.

You can hit me, scold me, and I’ll endure it.

Just not this.

You know very well how much I love you.

Why can’t we get along well."

Kay Forrest sighed; it seemed she wasn’t planning to let go on her own accord.

He firmly grasped her hands, pried apart the ones tightly clenching him, pushed her aside, and turned around to face her coldly.

"Evie Larkin, have you no shame?

After several years, you’ve quite improved in throwing yourself into someone’s arms.

I’ve made it clear enough, I despise you.

If possible, it’s best we never cross paths again until death.

Can’t you understand human speech?

Don’t ever appear before me again.

Otherwise, I will not be polite to you."

"Then just kill me," Evie Larkin roared.

"I wish I could fulfill your desire so that you could be quiet and be with Jane Quinlan.

I’ve been trying hard to restrain myself.

But there’s no such thing as an impenetrable wall.

I didn’t expect our affair would eventually be exposed.

I didn’t want it either.

I am a victim too.

Today, all day long, I was pointed at in the office like a monster.

Do you know how scared I was?

Their looks terrified me.

We used to be good colleagues, but now... I’ve become gossip fodder for their leisure time.

I’m terrified.

I’m not asking you to comfort me, just don’t treat me like this.

Don’t rub salt into my wounds."

Kay Forrest looked at her, seeing her distress, a flicker of annoyance flashing across his brow.

"Didn’t I ask you to resign before coming to the company?

It was you who didn’t want to leave.

Plus, I’ve already said, if you’re blaming anyone, it’s Nolan Moore you should blame.

Don’t say you’re the victim, I am too, and more so is Jane Quinlan.

She had nothing to do with this, yet now she’s getting hurt because of what happened between you and me in the past.

You needn’t come looking for comfort from me."

Because I can’t give you the comfort you want.

If you want to cry, go cry to Nolan Moore; I believe he would be more than willing to lend you his embrace."

Evie Larkin, heartbroken, lowered her gaze, bit her lip, closed her eyes, and tears squeezed out.

It was clear that she was genuinely in excruciating pain.

Kay Forrest turned his back, refusing to look at her.

He had no immunity to women’s tears.

But fortunately, this wasn’t Jane Quinlan.

So, his heart wasn’t impulsively rising with a desire to protect her.

"Kay, what should I do after all.

Every word you utter pierces my heart painfully.

Yet I just can’t bring myself to hate or despise you.

Tell me, what else can I do.

How can I forget you, distance myself from you, get out of your sight and your heart?"

Kay Forrest felt somewhat irritated: "Evie Larkin, don’t you get tired of this.

Being a woman to the extent that you do, don’t you find yourself disgusting?

What do you mean by crying and wailing?

Am I the one who caused the current situation?

Who the fuck asked you to betray me back then.

Let me tell you, a woman who betrays me, I will never forgive.

Don’t ask me how you can forget me.

What’s with the pretense, when you fled into another man’s arms back then, didn’t you forget about me quite easily?"

"I didn’t betray you, I didn’t, I never did."

Evie Larkin grew desperate: "From the very start, you never trusted me.

I admit, I got very close to that man.

But why would I betray you.

I loved you so much.

I just wanted to make a friend.

That friend was introduced by Nolan, I was unguarded, that’s all."

"So what, you want me to believe that I wronged you years ago?

Are all those who saw you kissing that foreigner lying to me?

You openly did such a thing in public, and you want to deny it."

"That was an accident..."

"Huh, you say it’s an accident so it’s an accident? Do you think I, Kay Forrest, am a fool?

Evie Larkin, I really don’t want to waste words with you.

I have lots of work to deal with and am not in the mood to stand here and chitchat with you.

Get out."

Evie Larkin looked at him: "You said you won’t forgive the person who betrays you.

What if one day, Jane Quinlan betrays you too?"

"What did you say?" His gaze darkened with anger, obviously enraged.

"If one day, Jane Quinlan betrays you as well, will you still say the same words?"

"Get out."

Kay Forrest stepped forward, grabbed her arm, and pushed her toward the door.

He pulled open the door and shoved her out.

Wendy stood up but did not intervene as she watched the two of them.

Kay Forrest, with arms folded and a face full of indifference, said: "Wendy, if you ever let this woman barge into my office again, pack your things and get lost."

Wendy swallowed hard: "Yes, Director Forrest."

She was extremely annoyed; it was obviously this Evie Larkin who was shameless and cheap, yet why was she the one getting scolded?

Kay Forrest slammed the door shut, and facing the mahogany doorknob, Evie Larkin’s eyes reddened with anger.

Wendy stepped forward, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her out: "I get chewed out and it’s your fault, you happy now?

How can you be such a vicious woman."

After muttering an apology, Evie Larkin turned and ran off.

Wendy stamped her foot: "Don’t ever come back again, you annoying woman."

Her voice wasn’t quiet, so Evie Larkin heard it loud and clear.

The words ’annoying woman’ made her seethe with hatred from the bottom of her heart.

It was all because of Wendy, who was gossiping in the cafeteria at lunchtime, spreading the news about her and Nolan throughout the company.

This Wendy was no pushover even when she was in the assistant’s office before.

She always acted so self-important.

Back when Manager Qu sent her to become Kay’s assistant, she was smug as can be.

Evie Larkin knew Wendy was not to be trifled with.

Even without Jane Quinlan, she would have set her sights on Kay Forrest.

She was destined to dislike this Kay Forrest.

Upon this realization, Evie Larkin suddenly came to a halt where she stood.

Right, how could she have forgotten about Wendy.

This woman... it was obvious that she harbored ill-intentions towards Kay Forrest.

Her gaze slightly shifted, the sorrow on her face gradually faded away.

The worst fear is a piece of meat at someone’s lips that no one covets.

As long as the meat is appealing enough, there will always be people coveting it, and then Jane Quinlan won’t get to savor Kay Forrest, this piece of fresh meat.

She let out a cold laugh, Jane Quinlan, just you wait and see.