The Wife He Dumped, The Queen She Returned As novel Chapter 376

"What gives him the right to demand that?"

"Please take a seat over there for a moment."

"..."

The door to the mediation room closed behind them.

Preston sat down first.

Chloe sat across from him, in the furthest seat possible.

She could feel that heavy, oppressive gaze resting on her the entire time.

Chloe looked up, staring at him coldly.

"What do you want to say?"

Preston didn't speak immediately.

He stared at her unblinkingly, his eyes containing far too many complex emotions.

After a long time, he finally spoke.

"Chloe, have you forgotten how Vantage Group was founded?"

His voice was tight.

"Have you forgotten the promise you made to me?"

The moment Preston spoke, his voice trembled uncontrollably, his eyes growing slightly red.

All the past sweetness, all the vows, now transformed into the sharpest knives, carving out his heart piece by piece.

Those nights they stayed up together, the celebratory drinks they shared, all the memories of each other, now became a one-man show.

He watched her sit at the furthest end, separated by the entire table, as if divided by an uncrossable chasm.

Chloe looked at him coldly. "Don't tell me you consider yourself the victim?"

Preston took a deep breath, forcing down his surging emotions.

"Chloe, you win."

"Win?" Chloe found it laughable. "Why would I want to win? What do I want to win from you?"

Preston said, "I know you don't like Jenna. You're doing all this just to drive her away, right?"

"I'll give you what you want. Tomorrow I'll—"

His words were cut off by Chloe's cold scoff.

Chloe stared into his eyes, enunciating every word.

"Preston, how could you send Jenna away?"

"She's your first love, your best buddy, the love of your life."

"You should marry her and be locked together for the rest of your lives. After all, you're the only two vile enough to deserve each other."

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