NovelEnglishChapter 78 537 She sighed, glancing at the city lights streaming past her window. The silence was unbearable. Finally, she turned to him, her voice soft and worried. "Is anything the problem?" "Nothing, Jaden replied curtly, his voice chipped and low. His hands gripped the wheel tighter, his frustration palpable.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEmma frowned, her worry growing. "Jaden." He sighed heavily but didn't look at her. "Emma, it's nothing. Just drop it."* But it wasn't nothing, and Emma could feel the weight of his anger bearing down on her. She watched him in the dim light. the lines of his face hard and unforgiving.
Inside, Jaden's emotions churned in chaotic storm. He felt like a fool. No, worse-a pawn. The woman he cared for, the one he had defended and admired, had played him. Or at least, that's how it tfelt He had talked for a whole week about the CEO of W2 HOLDINGS. marveling at her power and her vision. And Emma had sat there, quiet, listened to him ramble on, never once giving a single hint. He wasn't upset about her success-far from it. He did admire her ambition. How could she keep such a monumental thing from him? Can't she have trusted him enough to tell him even minutes before everyone else! His mind had been racing as he pulled up in front of her apartment building. He didn't help her out of the car, he didn't even look at her. His heart felt heavy, but his pride wouldn't let him act otherwise.
"Goodnight," Emma murmured hesitantly, but Jaden didn't reply Without a word, he sped off into the night, and left Emma standing on the curb-the soft glow of streetlights stretching out long shadows around her.
Emma stood in front of her apartment and watched as the tail lights of Jaden's car disappeared into the darkness. Her heart pained at his reaction, the cold in his eyes haunting her. She hadn't meant to hurt him. She hadn't even considered he would be affected much less how. Tears prickled her eyes, but she blinked them away. Regret was not an option now.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmEarlier that night, Jaden had stepped outside to take a call. His father was on the other end, his voice low and rumbling in anger. "You need to drop that girl, Jaden!" his father growled. "She's nothing but trouble, a mafor bad luck. Do you wait her ruining your reputation? Our family's reputation?" Jaden's hand had clenched around his phone, anger flaring. "Emma is my girlfriend, Dad. And one day, I intend to make her my wife" "Your wife" his father had scoffed. I've already found you a wife, someone who will bring strength to our family name, not drag it through the mud." But he hadn't backed down; his steadfast loyalty to Emma never really called into question. "You don't ger to decide who I love. The line had still been throbbing in his ears after he hung shaking from contained rage up, and Now, while driving through city streets, the conversation replayed before his mind, anger mixing into a volatile cocktail. It wouldn't be taken back-he couldn't regret the defense given to Emma against his father-but he couldn't shake this sting pressed onto his silence Eventually, he pulled up to a bar, parking his car with a jerky motion. He stepped inside and ordered the strongest drink they had. Tonight, he needed it.
As he downed his first glass, the bitterness of the alcohol trrored the bitterness in his chest. He had believed in Emma. fought for her, and now he was questioning everything 111 21.18 Tue Dec 17 Chapter 78 Annie's eyes fluttered open to the sterile glow of ambulance lights flashing above her. The vehicle was speeding, the wailing siren a faint echo in her disoriented mind. She blinked hard, her vision blurring as paramedics leaned over her, connecting tubes and adjusting monitors.
"Where am I she croaked, her voice hoarse and tinged with confusion "You're in an ambulance, ma'am. We're on our way to the nearest hospital," one paramedic responded calmly. Annie's brow furrowed as fragments of the night crushing back to her. She remembered standing-rising to her feet, clapping stiffly for that insufferable, manipulative Emma. It had been for the cameras, nothing more than a forced gesture to maintain appearances. But then cthe smile. That victorious, smug smile Emina had thrown her way as she strode confidently down the podium. The memory made Annie's blood boil. How dare she? Her rage flared like a wildfire as she yanked the needles from her arm, ignoring the sting of pain. "No! This can't be happening!" she spat, her face twisting into a mask of fury and disbelief.
In an instant, a paramedic was at her side, trying to restrain her his hands firm yet gentle as he pressed her back onto the stretcher. "Ma'am, please relax. You've fainted. You need to rest."
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