Called Off the Wedding, Left Him Bankrupt novel Chapter 2

"Say that again!" His voice was tight with anger.

Cynthia met his eyes, calm and steady.

"There's no need for us to have a wedding anymore. I doubt you have the time—or the energy."

She turned to leave, but Benedict grabbed her arm, fury burning in his gaze.

"I'm working myself to the bone for us—for our company, for our future! Or do you want our child to start life already at a disadvantage?"

"I just got back from a business trip, and you can't even pretend to care. Instead, you throw a tantrum, make a scene. When did you turn into this person?"

Cynthia stared at him, listening to his baseless accusations, almost laughing at the absurdity of it all.

The man in front of her felt like a stranger—just another liar, really. Like so many men, even if he cheated, he'd find a way to blame her for it.

As if his betrayal was some forced choice, as if she'd held a knife to his throat, demanding he sleep with someone else.

The wedding was still two months away. Her sister had given her a month to tie up loose ends.

In thirty days, she would make sure Benedict vanished from her life for good.

Without another word, Cynthia headed upstairs, into the bedroom and then the bathroom to wash up.

Benedict followed, wrapping his arms around her from behind, suddenly softening his tone.

"It's all my fault, Cyndi. I've just been overwhelmed lately, I know I've neglected you. I'll clear my schedule for the next few days—no more business dinners, I'll come straight home. Let me make it up to you, okay?"

Cynthia glanced up, catching his reflection in the mirror—his gentle, coaxing smile—and her lips curled into a mocking smirk.

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