Called Off the Wedding, Left Him Bankrupt novel Chapter 382

It was a small ceramic figurine of two people huddled together, something they had made by hand on their first date. It was meant to be them.

Cynthia met his desperate gaze with a cold smile and swung the golf club without a moment’s hesitation.

With a surge of adrenaline, Benedict broke free from Fred’s grasp and lunged forward. He snatched the figurine from the shelf just as the club came crashing down, hitting him squarely across the back with a sickening thud.

A pained grunt escaped his lips, and he doubled over, but his hands remained tightly clasped around the small ceramic couple.

Cynthia’s brow furrowed slightly as she watched him.

He straightened up, a bitter and pained smile twisting his lips. “Cynthia, leave me this,” he rasped. “You didn't give this to me. We made it together. You have no right to destroy it.”

Her eyes fell to the figurine in his hands.

Just then, a figure appeared in the doorway. Dominic Holloway stood there, his dark, intense eyes fixed on Cynthia.

She froze, surprised to see him. Lowering the golf club, she asked, “What are you doing here?”

Dominic remained where he was, keeping his distance. “I heard there was a show,” he said, his tone dry. “Didn’t realize it would be such a cliché.”

Cynthia bit her lip. “It all happened so suddenly…”

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