How to Train Your Ex-Billionaire novel Chapter 182

“I’ve misunderstood?” Steven gave a bitter laugh. “Winifred, I could tell you were interested in me at first. Why won’t you give me a chance to defend myself?”

His words suddenly reminded Winifred of Yvan’s own desperate plea, “Winifred, why won’t you give me a chance?”

“Winifred? Winifred?” Steven’s voice broke through her thoughts.

Why was she thinking of him again? Winifred snapped back to reality. “Huh? What?”

“I said, will you give me a chance to explain myself, please?” Steven asked earnestly. “If you still don’t want to be with me after you hear me out, then I’ll have nothing more to say.”

Winifred felt she couldn't refuse again. After all, Steven had helped her a lot.

As Winifred got into Steven's car, she was oblivious to the two pairs of eyes watching them from a distance.

One belonged to Yvan, the other to Rena.

They chose a restaurant and settled into a private dining room.

Steven took a sip of wine before slowly recounting his story with Rena.

“...We were each other’s first love, and at the beginning, we were genuinely in love. But as you know, my family isn't well-off. My parents are just ordinary farmers, while Rena's father was a titan in the field of dentistry, and her mother is a corporate executive. She grew up in privilege, completely unaware of life's hardships. The longer we were together, the more I felt the immense gap between us.”

Steven looked at Winifred. “Winifred, I think you can understand how I feel. I see us as the same kind of people, from ordinary families. I also know you dated someone before who was very wealthy. Others might have thought you were lucky to land a rich man, but I was the only one who saw how subservient you were in his presence.”

Winifred pursed her lips. “If you felt so subservient in the relationship, why did you stay with her for seven or eight years?”

Steven paused. “Maybe I didn't want to change things. She was my first love, after all, and I didn't want to hurt her. But after her father’s downfall, her mood soured. She would constantly accuse me of not doing enough to help him, saying that everything I had was because of her father, and without him, I was nothing. Winifred, if you were in my shoes, could you bear being insulted like that by the person you love?”

Winifred lowered her gaze. “I can’t just listen to your side of the story and condemn Rena. And relationships are a two-way street; there's no clear right or wrong.”

She had met Rena before.

A cute girl with a lively and cheerful personality. Just from her appearance, you could tell she was a princess who had been doted on by her family—the complete opposite of Winifred.

Steven clenched his hands. “Winifred, don’t you believe me? Do you also think I just used her and tossed her aside?”