Darling, Please Love Me Again! (Gisele Meyer) novel Chapter 8

Chapter 8 

Dorian glowered at Gisele with bloodshot eyes. Perspiration dotted his cool, seemingly indifferent face. He looked like he’d just taken a shower. 

‘ll have to bear with it then, Don.” Bernard helped him sit down before raising his hand 

to slap him. 

It was at this crucial moment that Dorian closed his eyes, deciding that he could no longer tolerate it any further. Furious, he grabbed Bernard’s hand to stop him. 

When he opened his eyes again, he seethed angrily. “Gisele!” 

The rage he felt cleared his vision. He could even speak properly now. 

Bernard, whose hand was being held hostage by Dorian, cried out in pain. 

“Hey! It hurts! Let go of my hand, Dorian! I did that for your own good!” Bernard hissed in 

pain. 

“Are you sure about that? Or were you simply pulling my leg?” Dorian’s eyes were still bloodshot when he let go of Bernard’s hand. He looked horrifying. 

He turned to look at the entrance but couldn’t see Gisele there. 

How dare she trick him? 

“Hey! Is Gigi the person your grandfather wanted you to marry?” Bernard asked with a sad 

face. 

So, his idol, was married to Dorian? 

After calming himself down, Dorian strode out of the conference room. Just before the elevator closed its doors, he dashed inside. 

Gisele looked at him in surprise. They held each other’s gaze. 

Quickly, she averted her gaze as if he were no more than a stranger to her. She was about to press the button for the first floor when Dorian stepped forward to block her with his body. 

Her finger, which was supposed to press the button, was now touching his abdomen. It was hard, and it made her blush. 

“Come back with me!” Dorian ordered, his face as dark as an impending storm. 

“Also, don’t join the show this time. You’ve made yourself enough of an embarrassment. Don’t drag the entire family down with you!” 

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Gisele raised her head to look at him. She looked upset as she stared up at him with tearful eyes filled with disappointment. 

“Is joining a TV show more embarrassing than cheating on one’s partner?” she asked. 

“Gisele!” Dorian hissed. Anger flashed across hils plercing eyes. 

She didn’t know if he was mad at her because he felt huunillated or If It was because the soft- spoken Gisele, who had always looked up to him in admiration, was now speaking to him with a sharp tongue. 

She smiled bitterly at him. Her throat felt as if she had just swallowed a knife. She put on a brave front and said, “You’re afraid that I would tell the public about our relationship, right? 

Dorian fell silent. Judging from how he avoided her gaze, she could tell that her guess wast right. 

Gisele felt as though someone had torn her heart out of her chest. Even the simple task of breathing felt like a chore.1 

Her face turned paler than it had already been. If she had been the kind of person who liked to brag, she would have announced their marriage the moment they had registered their marriage. 

Why would she wait until they were going to get a divorce to tell the world about their relationship? 

“Yes. You come from a small family with no status or even a substantial background,” Dorian stated plainly. “So what if you studied medicine for a few years?” 

He continued, “The producers invited experts who have contributed a lot to the country. What if you make a mistake and hurt someone? My family would have to help you. clean up the mess again.” 

His voice had always been music to her ears, but this time, his words were full of scorn and 

derision. 

Gisele glanced down at the flats she was wearing as she listened intently to him. 

She was probably the only woman in the world who was humiliated to such an extent by the man she loved the most. 

Dorian had never tried to understand her. He had never spared her a glance, nor did he care about how she felt. 

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Instead, he crushed every bit of confidence she had ever had. 

The two of them fell silent in the enclosed space of the elevator. Gisele could hear his breath since he was right beside her. Still, she didn’t feel happy at all. 

It was quite the opposite. All she felt was pain after hearing what he had said. Otherwise, it wouldn’t hurt so much. 

She was in so much sorrow that she had to pat herself on the chest to calm herself down. The pain made it hard to breathe. 

“I’m waiting for you to come back, my baby…” All of a sudden, the merry ringtone of Dorian’s phone sliced through the silence of the air. 

From the corner of her eyes, Gisele saw him answering the call without even looking at the screen to see who the caller was. 

“Sierra,” he said. His tone was soft when he uttered Sierra’s name, as if he were missing her 

a lot. 

As a rival in love, Gisele was jealous of Sierra, who had managed to get all of Dorian’s gentleness and patience so easily. 1 

“Yes. Don’t worry about the show. I’ll sign the contract in your stead,” he said, comforting 

Sierra. 

Gisele couldn’t hear what Sierra said to Dorian. But his words made her realize that he had said those things about terminating the contract and her embarrassing the Jeffersons, all because he wanted her to leave. 

He wanted to keep this path of fame for Sierra. 

Oh, the irony behind that! 

Dorian wanted to make Gisele, his wife, give in just so he could satisfy his mistress‘ 

demands. 

“Okay. Just wait for the good news.” Dorian’s voice was gentle throughout their 

conversation. 

Gisele tried to calm herself down and force the tears back. She raised her head adamantly and moved past Dorian to press the button for the first floor. 1 

She shot him a relieved smile after he hung up and said, “Don’t worry, Mr. Jefferson, I won’t terminate the contract on my own accord.” 

She continued, “I won’t contact anyone in your family either because I have a boyfriend.” 

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The atmosphere in the elevator, which had just started to improve, Instantly turned tense. 

The smile on Dorian’s face faltered at her words.