A Wedding Night Gone Terribly Wrong novel Chapter 297

"Understood."

Huxley dragged a hand down his face, genuinely exasperated.

"Quinn, I highly suggest you calm down. I didn't kick you out, and I didn't cheat on you. You're throwing a massive tantrum over pure jealousy, and it's pathetic."

"..."

She didn't even respond. His perfectly obedient pet was suddenly staging a rebellion, and it was infuriating.

He decided to call her bluff. "I know exactly who you are. Give it three days. Three days, max, and you'll be back here crying and begging me to take you back. But let me make this very clear—there are no second chances with me."

Quinn continued packing in silence.

Feeling thoroughly insulted, Huxley turned his back to her and closed his eyes.

Holly the maid bravely poked her head back into the room. "Mr. Huxley! Please, get up and ask her to stay!"

"She wants to leave," he snapped. "Why should I stop her?"

"Sir..."

"Get out!"

Holly trembled. "Then... at least help her pack."

Huxley’s ears twitched. "Why the hell should I pack her things?"

"You're a strong man. It would make things easier for her." Holly figured that even if he wouldn't apologize, showing a little basic decency might leave a good impression, making a future reconciliation easier.

But Huxley didn't move a muscle.

"She can do it herself. She shouldn't rely on me."

Holly’s face scrunched in distress. Quinn was almost done.

"Then at least sit with her."

"There's no need," he replied coldly.

No need? The woman who loved him was walking out of his life! Judging by the dead look in Quinn’s eyes, she was never coming back.

Holly tried one last, desperate plea. "Quinn doesn't have any family here in Kingsbridge. It's freezing outside. Just get up and keep her company for a minute. She's so alone."

"She's a grown adult!" Huxley shouted, thoroughly annoyed. "She needs to stop projecting all her hopes onto me. People need to be independent and have a little backbone!"

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