For a moment, Yvonne thought she’d misheard him, or that her ears were playing tricks on her.
So she asked, uncertain, "What did you just say?"
Seth’s gaze was calm, his voice cool and detached as he repeated, "I said, that day will never come."
"What do you mean?" Alarm bells went off in Yvonne’s head, and the color drained from her face.
"I’m not going to marry Bianca."
"And I’m not getting any of you out of here."
Yvonne's mind went blank as she struggled to process his words, to understand his sudden, clear-cut change in attitude.
But no matter how she tried, she couldn't make sense of it. She could only stare at him, her voice trembling. "What are you talking about? Don’t you love Bianca?"
She had seen it with her own eyes. How could it be fake?
She had confirmed it over and over again! It had to be real!
Seth met her gaze without flinching. "I have never loved her."
"Impossible!" Yvonne denied it instantly.
But as her eyes met Seth's icy stare, a powerful sense of unease washed over her.
Bianca had told her that she was assaulted by her kidnappers, and that Seth knew about it. Yet he had said nothing, hadn't even called off the engagement. And when Seth found out about Bianca’s past with William, he didn't cut her off. He had even accepted her sordid history.
Then there were all of Bianca's professional blunders, one after another, that had cost Seth a fortune. He had never once complained.

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