How to Train Your Ex-Billionaire novel Chapter 68

“No, thank you.” Winifred put more distance between them, her voice cold. “I believe I told you to stay out of my sight and that we should be strangers. Did you forget, Mr. Brown, or are you deliberately ignoring me?”

“Stop calling me Mr. Brown. It’s annoying,” Yvan frowned.

Winifred was exasperated. “Yvan, is that really my point?”

Yvan replied, “That’s better. Calling me Yvan, like you used to, sounds much nicer.”

Winifred shot him an angry glare and turned to leave.

Yvan quickly blocked her. “Wait, I’ll answer your question now.”

Winifred stopped, watching him cautiously, making it clear she would leave if he spouted any more nonsense.

Yvan looked at her. “I can’t be strangers with you. It’s impossible.”

“Our breakup seven years ago was just a misunderstanding. I’m willing to apologize. If you’re still upset, I’ll have Todd and Simon apologize to you too. I just hope you can give me another chance. Can we start over?”

Winifred laughed scornfully. “A misunderstanding? Are you sure? Wasn’t I just someone for you to ‘play around’ with back then?”

Thinking back now, she realized there had been so many signs that Yvan hadn't loved her that much.

For example, he had never said he liked her or loved her.

In their daily interactions, he was always the one to get moody, and she was the one to humbly soothe him.

They had been dating for a year before he even let his friends know they were really together. And even then, it was as someone to “play around with,” allowing his friends to mock her.

Every time he came to see her, the first thing he wanted to do was go to a hotel room to kiss and make out. That seemed to be all he was interested in.

He had even mocked her hairstyle and clothes to her face, asking her why she cut her hair like that, saying it was hideous, and telling her to take off her black-framed glasses because they were ugly.

He had made her grow her hair long, bought her a lot of clothes, and got her new glasses.

At the time, she thought he was being good to her, willing to spend money on her. But if you truly like someone, how could you criticize the way they dress?

“I mean what I say, Winifred. I will be here to bother you every day.”

Winifred was furious at his shameless behavior.

Her chest heaved. After a long moment, she forced herself to calm down.

“Come if you want. I’ll just ignore you.”

She threw those words at him and immediately turned and went up the stairs.

Yvan followed. Winifred walked quickly, but Yvan stuck to her like glue.

When they reached her door, Winifred took out her key, unlocked it, went inside, and tried to slam it shut.

Yvan blocked it with his hand. Winifred pushed with all her might, but her strength was no match for his.

He got in and closed the door behind him.