His Wicked Obsession (Archer and Virginia) novel Chapter 433

Virginia sat on the sofa, a thick medical book resting on her lap. Hearing the noise, she closed the book and looked up.

"You're back?"

Archer stopped in his tracks, his eyes locking onto her.

She had changed into a soft blush-pink loungewear set, her long hair tied casually at the back of her head, exuding an indescribable sense of cool detachment.

It looked as though she had been waiting up just for him.

A second later, Virginia proved his suspicion right. "Archer, we need to talk."

Archer paused, his dark eyes fixed intensely on her. It took him a long moment to force out a single word: "Alright."

"Let's break up."

Three simple words. She said them so lightly, yet they crashed down like a sledgehammer, smashing viciously against his heart.

The air in the room seemed to solidify in an instant.

Archer stared at her, his jaw clenching so tight his mind went blank for a second.

"What did you just say?" he demanded, his brow furrowed, every word practically squeezed through his teeth.

"I said, let's break up. I tried, but I'm tired. I don't want to drag this out anymore."

"Virginia!" Archer stood up abruptly, his towering frame casting an overwhelming, suffocating presence. "What do you think this relationship is? Something you can start and stop whenever you feel like it? What do you take me for?!"

His eyes were bloodshot, making him look like an enraged beast desperately trying to restrain its own fury.

Seeing him like this, Virginia frowned and opened her mouth to explain, but Archer had already turned around, taking massive strides toward the entrance.

With a massive crash, the villa door slammed shut behind him.

The living room fell back into a dead silence.

Virginia sat on the sofa, remaining motionless for a long time.

Logan blinked in surprise. "Virginia brought it up?"

The fingers holding the cigarette trembled slightly. Archer didn't answer.

Logan sighed, leaning against the railing as he pulled out a cigarette of his own and lit it.

"I gotta say, you're just too dramatic."

"Think about it. Back when Virginia wasn't around, during those years you were tied to Chloe Caldwell, you lived like a walking corpse. Now you're at least acting like a human being again, even if you are half-dead sometimes... Isn't that better than before?"

Archer turned his head, shooting him a frigid glare. "What's your point?"

"My point is, let it go and stop demanding perfection in a relationship." Logan patted his shoulder. "Women just need to be coaxed. You sit there acting so high and mighty every day—who could stand that?"

"Virginia is smart; she knows what she wants. Since you can't let her go, then just shamelessly beg for her back. Your precious CEO pride doesn't mean a damn thing when it comes to winning back your girl, right?"

Archer's expression remained unreadable. He crushed his cigarette and turned to walk out.