Chapter 41 You Want Me Back?

bHe /bcontinued, “If it bweren’t /bfor my pity, you’d have gone back to that vige bto /bbsuffer/b. You think you’d bhave /bthe life you have today without meb?/bb” /b

The entire cafeteria fell silent in ban /binstant.

When everyone finally realized what had happened, they saw Scarlett had already thrown her half–bcaten /bfood and tray right into Connor’s face.

“Feeling awake now?b” /b

Connor reached up and angrily wiped the mess off his face, his eyes practically spitting fire.

Scarlett gave a coldugh.

“Our engagement is over. We have no ties left. Do me a favor, don’t bother me again. Even if we run into each other, just pretend we’ve never met. If something like this happens again, I might get the wrong idea that you can’t let go and wants to get back together!”

Connor instinctively snapped back, “As if, I was just-”

“Mr. Connor.”

Scarlett stepped forward, an icy chill shing in her eyes that made people’s blood run cold.

“If you ever show up in front of me again, I will treat it as harassment. You wouldn’t want me to call the police, would you?”

Connor was stunned.

Scarlett, as a parting blow, added coldly, “If I wore makeup to cover ws, then what, did you wear pants to cover your shorings?”

Connor’s temple vein pulsed furiously.

“Scarlett, what kind of nonsense is that?”

Scarlett sneered. “Then I should count myself lucky. Otherwise, if I’d seen your shorings, I might’ve questioned the meaning of life.”

Connor’s face twitched, jaw clenched, veins bulging.”

The Scarlett he used to know never acted like this.

She used to be so submissive, so sweet.

When he got angry, she’d always apologize over and over, trying to please him.

It had made him believe a lie, that this woman would never get mad at him, never go against him.

In that moment, he honestly wondered if someone had possessed her body.

Chapter 41 bYou /bWant Me Back?

The shock boutweighed /bhis banger/bb. /bThe bdisbelief /bbwas /bbgreater /bthan his bfury/b.

But soon, another thought bcrept /binb. /b

Finished

Scarlett wouldn’t bhave /bchanged like this for no breason/bb. /biSomething /ibimust’ve /i/bihappened /iithat /iiI /iidon’t /iknow biabout/i/b.

“Did bthis /bscumbag threaten you?b” /b

bHe /bpointed at bJames/bb, /beyes burning with rage.

James went quiet. biIf /i/bionly /iiScarlett could /iibe /ibithreatened/i/b. He would’ve loved that.

And ias /iifor /iiConnor/i, who ithe /iiheck /iidid /iihe /iithink /iihe /ibiwas/i/b? Pointing fingers like bithat/i/bi? /i

If it weren’t for Scarlett’s sake, the bodyguards nearby would’ve torn him to shreds.

So for now, all he could do was fire back verbally.

“When youck the ability, ming others bes your only move. Truly impressive, Mr. Connor. That tray didn’t knock you stupid–it knocked some rare IQ into you.”

“You!b” /b

Connor was so furious that he looked ready to strike.

But Scarlett suddenly stepped in front of him.

“Mr. Connor, if you don’t leave right now, I’ll call the cops for harassment.”

She pointed straight at the cafeteria doors.

“Goodbye. Don’t let me see you out.”

People nearby had already started whispering and pointing.

Connor was already seeing red, now he also felt utterly humiliated.

“You really think he’s helping you? He’s just bored. He thinks this is fun and wants to jump in! He’s not serious about you! Scarlett, if you go begging him for help, all you’ll get is humiliation. When that dayes, don’t say I didn’t warn you!”

Scarlett’s voice stayed calm. “That’s my business. And as for your business, do you even realize that without my help, you’d already be expelled? It was me, I spoke with Mr. Wayne. That’s the only reason you were allowed to stay.”

In his mind, Scarlett was someone who always repaid kindness.

Even if she was mad at him over the rtionship, if he had genuinely helped her, she’d go to hell and back

for him.

He’d already nned it out.

As soon as Scarlett asked how he got in touch with Mr. Wayne, he’d use that to rope her into writing the

proposal for him.

But to his surprise, Scarlettughed in his faceb. /b

“You were the one who talked to Mr. Wayne?”

Connor shot back, “Who else? How else do you think you turned things around?”

Scarlett almostughed. This had ito /iibe /iithe /iifunniest /iijoke /iiof /iithe /iiyear/ii. /i

But she couldn’t even bring herself to smile.

Tears welled up in her eyes instead. This was the man she had once poured everything into.

The man she had once believed she could entrust her entire life to.

And here he was, lying without even blinking, trying to manipte her with a lie.

In a daze, memories of their past flooded back.

Time after time, Connor had stood on some moral high ground, using her of this or that, just to keep her willing to sacrifice herself for him.

And now, she finally saw it clearly, the man she once loved so deeply wasn’t even worthy of being called

human.

“Mr. Connor, since you say you helped me, then tell me–when and where did you meet with Mr. Wayne? What exactly did you say that convinced him to change his mind?”

Panic shed across Connor’s face.

What’s igoing /iion/ii? /iScarlett had never asked this kind of question before.

“You don’t trust me? Scarlett, you never used to be like this!”

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