She couldn't help it, so she decided she just wouldn't. Leonora had no intention of explaining herself to him.
Leonora's defiance was clear as day, and you could just imagine the look on Taylor's face.
Right now, no matter what Leonora said, Taylor was convinced it had something to do with Grant. He blamed everything on Grant's return.
After staring at her for a moment, Taylor said, "Leonora, do you really think picking a fight with me and throwing harsh words around will get you anywhere?"
Before Leonora could respond, Taylor continued, "You think I'm going to just step aside for you and Grant? Since when have I been that easy-going?"
There were things Taylor didn't say, out of pride.
For instance, no matter how angry Leonora got, she never used to refuse his touch, never pushed him away with tears in her eyes.
More than her talk about breaking up, what really bothered Taylor was Leonora's refusal to let him touch her.
He figured she must have run into Grant at the office, and her resistance just now was probably because he had fought with Grant today.
Having been with Leonora for two years, Taylor felt he knew her well enough.
But even though he was furious, burning with anger inside, he wouldn't really do anything to hurt Leonora. He'd just argue and threaten a bit.
He still cared about her.
Leonora felt like she could jump into the Mississippi River and still not clear her name with Taylor.
It wasn't about Grant.
Even if she had really liked Grant once, his disappearing act without a word wouldn’t make her lose her dignity over someone who left her.
She just wanted freedom—is that too much to ask?
With tears brimming in her eyes and seeing that Taylor was beyond reason, refusing to separate her from Grant, Leonora decided she wouldn't bother reasoning with him anymore.
Because you can never wake someone who's pretending to sleep. Taylor was just picking a fight, intentionally breaking his own promises.
So, with a mix of anger and frustration, Leonora stared at Taylor for a long moment before snapping, "You're nothing to me. I don’t need your approval or your drama. I'll be with whoever I want to be with."
He always wronged her, always overthought things, so let him keep his misunderstandings and wild thoughts.
She wouldn't explain anymore.
With that, without waiting for a response from Taylor, Leonora turned and walked towards the living room.
A moment later, Taylor heard the sound of the door slamming shut. Leonora had left, just like that, leaving Southbay behind.
Whether Taylor agreed or not, she had made herself clear; she had nothing to do with him anymore.
As for work, she wouldn't even bother to submit a resignation or wait for approval.
Starting tomorrow, she wouldn't go to the office.
If Taylor tried to sabotage her job search, then she simply wouldn't look for one. After all, the gifts he had showered her with could be sold for enough money to last several lifetimes.
If he wanted to force her into a corner, to not even let her live properly, then she might as well not live at all.
It’s just a life, after all, and death comes to everyone eventually.
Having just argued with Taylor, Leonora's thoughts were extreme, focusing solely on how he might come after her.
But with her limited experience, she couldn't even begin to imagine the lengths Taylor might go to if he did decide to come after her.
She thought death could be an escape, but how could Taylor let her die?
These were just the angry musings of Leonora. Taylor had no intention of doing anything to her.
With eyes red from anger, Leonora furiously pressed the elevator button, and when the doors opened, she left without looking back.
This wretched place—she would never come back.
Never again would she share a bed with Taylor.
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At the same time, the grievance she felt became even heavier. Sniffling, she turned her face away.
She didn’t want to deal with Taylor, not a single word.
And just now, upstairs, she had made everything clear.
Leonora turned her face away, refusing to look at him, and Taylor felt both angry and helpless.
Finally, he sighed softly and said, "Get in the car."
Taylor felt utterly powerless when it came to Leonora.
Hearing Taylor's invitation to get in the car, Leonora turned her head even further away, refusing to look at him or get in the car.
Seeing this, Taylor unbuckled his seatbelt, opened the car door, and stepped out.
Circling around the front of the car to reach her, he noticed her red eyes and her silence, which immediately softened his mood.
Gently caressing her face, he said, "My treasure, you are my precious treasure."
Despite feeling upset and bothered by her previous words, Taylor chose to lower his head and soothe her.
At Taylor's endearment, Leonora's composure broke instantly, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.
Seeing Leonora cry, Taylor's heart ached.
Cupping her face with both hands and wiping away her tears, he said, "Arielle, I didn't mean to upset you, I barely said anything at all! And I didn't force you!"
Before Leonora could respond, Taylor added, "Besides, considering our earlier argument, were my words really harsher than yours? Thinking about what you said makes me want to cry."
Initially, she hadn’t planned to cry, but seeing Taylor follow her, Leonora couldn't hold back her emotions.
Hearing Taylor mention he felt like crying made Leonora burst out laughing, despite herself.
After the laughter, she resumed crying, then got angry again, and turned her face away, refusing to look at Taylor.

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