What She Overheard in Her Own Marriage novel Chapter 600

It was the very first time Noelle had witnessed Finnian's absolute ruthlessness. She stood there, completely paralyzed.

A second later, her knees buckled, and she collapsed right into the snow-covered slush on the side of the driveway. Burying her face in her hands, she began to wail uncontrollably. "Why are you treating me like this? I love you! Finnian, you were the one I loved from the very beginning. Please, stop yelling at me."

Sitting in the driver's seat, Dexter was completely dumbfounded.

He didn't even dare glance at Finnian in the rearview mirror, half expecting the boss to literally detonate on the spot.

Noelle's behavior was completely incomprehensible. She possessed the kind of elite, ultra-luxurious life most women couldn't even dream of, yet here she was, throwing it all away and sobbing in the gutter over 'love'.

Dexter just couldn't wrap his head around it. Was romance really that important?

Well, maybe it was. If she secured Finnian's love, she essentially secured the keys to the entire corporate kingdom.

Hell, if Dexter were in her shoes, he'd be on his knees crying for it too.

Wait... Dexter violently pinched his own thigh. What the hell was he thinking? He was a straight man.

Finnian forcefully shoved the car door open, his long legs stepping out into the cold. He stared down at Noelle like she was trash. "Are you done crying? I have zero romantic interest in you, and I never will. Stop drowning in your delusional past."

Noelle had been drowning in anxiety for days, and right now, her brain was beyond all logic. Staring at Finnian through tear-soaked eyes, she whined, "You promised me before that you wouldn't let my child grow up without a father. What's wrong with having my baby call you Dad? The baby is still a Sanders bloodline."

"Noelle, pick your dignity off the ground and find your sanity." Finnian's voice was an absolute zero. "I know exactly what twisted game you're playing, and I refuse to participate."

"What, you think you can just remarry Kaia?" Noelle spat out, a hysterical laugh escaping her blue lips. "Ha! Finnian, you are filthy in Kaia's eyes. She already suspected we were sleeping together behind her back. She'll never trust you again."

For over a year, Noelle had intentionally dropped leading, ambiguous comments in front of Kaia, planting the seeds of betrayal. Kaia was a fiercely proud woman; she would never stoop to pick up trash off the street, even if that trash was made of solid gold.

Finnian jolted as if he had been brutally lashed with a whip. His handsome face twisted with absolute fury and disbelief as he stepped toward her. "What exactly did you say to Kaia?!"