I Stopped Waiting and Started Loving novel Chapter 123

Bonnie turned her head, immediately locking eyes with Quentin's intense, penetrating gaze.

The night breeze carried a chill that momentarily stunned her.

She quickly dragged the back of her hand across her damp eyes and forced her usual, polite smile.

"Quentin? What are you doing down here? Taking a walk?"

Quentin spoke again, his voice dropping an octave, carrying a demanding, glacial chill.

"If you still can't let him go, why did you agree to the breakup?"

Bonnie looked at him, completely bewildered.

She stared at his sharp, uncompromising features, her brain working overtime before she finally understood.

This man actually thought she was out here crying over Parrish.

"I haven't held onto him at all."

She rushed to clarify, her voice slightly raspy and soft from crying.

"I was just..."

She bit her lip. She hadn't wanted to dump her messy, complicated problems on him.

They had a professional arrangement, and she didn't want to burden her boss with her personal drama.

But looking into Quentin's piercing eyes—eyes that seemed capable of seeing right through her—she knew if she didn't explain, he was going to carry this massive misunderstanding forever.

"Someone plagiarized my grandfather's formula."

She let out a bitter laugh, the rims of her eyes turning red again despite her best efforts.

"Seraphina published it in her paper and used it to secure her promotion."

"But I don't have any evidence. I can't prove it's my grandfather's work."

Quentin's gaze stayed locked on her face, analyzing her features to determine if she was telling the truth.

The area around the bench was dead silent, save for the rustling of leaves in the wind.

After a long pause, the rigid line of his jaw subtly relaxed.

"And that's why you're hiding out here crying by yourself?"

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