Chapter 916
Chapter 916:
Once, she had thought her ex was her true love, only to discover he had been playing with her emotions all along.
Lena was ready to abandon love altogether, but meeting William sparked her hope for romance again.
Why couldn’t fate grant her someone like him?
Men like William were rare treasures, and now that she had met one, she wondered if she could dare to pursue him.
The moment that thought surfaced, it spread uncontrollably, burning through Lena’s mind like a wildfire.
Every day before visiting William, Lena took extra care with her appearance and even rehearsed conversations on her way over. “Mr. Briggs, I came across this book today, and it said…”
“Lena, the food’s here. You can leave now. I prefer to eat in peace,” William interrupted, his voice flat and detached, cutting her words short before they could take root.
Lena’s eyes stung with tears, and her fingers curled tightly at her sides. “I’m so sorry, Mr. Briggs. I never meant to disturb you. If I’ve been talking too much, I’ll stay quiet from now on. Truly, I didn’t mean anything by it!”
She was quick to apologize, terrified he might recognize her true feelings. If William mentioned it to Stella, her small excuse to see him each day could vanish.
Her anxious display drew William’s attention for a moment, but his frown soon followed. “I’m not angry. Just remember what I said.”
He only wanted to close the matter, unwilling to be pulled into her emotions. Lena dared not linger another second. She snatched up her bag and hurried out.
As Lena reached the elevator, she nearly collided with Stella stepping out.
Stella caught sight of her uneasy expression and immediately sensed trouble. “Lena, what’s wrong? Are you alright?”
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The sight of Stella made Lena’s stomach twist with fresh anxiety.
Drawing in a shaky breath, Lena stuttered, “Stella, really, I’m fine. I just… I said too much and ended up upsetting Mr. Briggs. I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean it that way. I promise I’ll keep quiet from now on!”
Lena rushed out the apology, eager to erase any doubt from Stella’s mind. Better for the explanation to come from her own lips than for William to mention it later.
Stella had braced herself for something serious, but when Lena finally explained, she let out a soft chuckle.
Gently patting Lena’s shoulder, she offered comfort. “Don’t worry about it. That’s just how he is—quiet, reserved. It doesn’t mean anything.”
Lena looked up hesitantly. “Are you sure?”
“Of course I’m sure. Why would I lie to you?” Stella smiled.
Getting on William’s bad side was just as difficult as getting into his good graces. He rarely bothered investing emotions in people who didn’t matter to him. To William, indifference was more common than dislike.
“Can I still bring meals over?” Lena asked cautiously.
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