My Flirtacious Husband (Genevieve and Armand) novel Chapter 700

Chapter 700 He Did Not Want Her

Back then, the most ruthless method Sylvie used against Genevieve was to have someone spread rumors about her and Jan.

She had never wanted to take the latter's life.

She merely wanted to realize her dream of being a renowned celebrity and having lots of money, living the high life. However, everyone used her and wanted to ruin her.

Even her manager—Joyce—who had been with her for a long time, conspired with Johanna to set her up for the sake of money.

Past events flashed across Sylvie's mind, one after another.

Her tears flowed even swifter, and she questioned Zayne, “Why must I allow them to pick on me? Was it wrong of me to fight back? I've got no parents or a brother whom I can rely on, but I'm human, too. I will also feel aggrieved and livid.”

Zayne had more or less read some of her past from the internet, but he didn't dare ascertain whether she was speaking the whole truth.

Nonetheless, her shaking shoulders and aggrieved expression as she sobbed then were exceedingly pitiful.

After Sylvie had finished crying, she wiped her tears with the back of her hands. In a hoarse voice, she murmured, “Thank you. If it weren't for you, I might still be in the rain. Also, thank you for sending me to the hotel. You may go back now.”

Zayne's lips twitched, but he said nothing in the end.

When Zayne stepped out of the suite, he spotted Faith leaning against the wall. He had no idea how long she had been standing there, but she immediately straightened upon seeing him.

“What are you doing here?”

“I wanted to see whether your cousin needed anything. The hotel's restaurant offers supper. Is your cousin hungry?” Faith had her hands behind her back, and she sounded slightly nervous.

At the thought that Sylvie had been kneeling in the rain for several hours and had no time to eat, Zayne replied, “Please have the restaurant prepare some food for her.”

“Sure!” Faith took out her phone and texted the restaurant manager.

Entering the elevator, Zayne pressed the button for the ground floor. Then, he took out his phone. “I'll transfer the cost of the room and food to you.”

“It's okay—” Before Faith had even finished speaking, she received the money.