PopularNovelBlake suddenly became angry. She looked into Kevin's eyes and demanded, "What do you mean | lack basic decency? Kevin, look at me. Do you actually have feelings for me, or is this all just an act?" Kevin remained silent, but his eyes betrayed him. Blake's heart plummeted with the realization.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe had a bittersweet smile on her face. She sank onto the bed, resignation in her posture. She said, "I should've known.
Someone like you with someone like me... it was never going to work, was it? Was there an ulterior motive from the start?" Shakily, she asked, "What do you want from me, Kevin? | know you don't really care, but | have feelings too. | don't toy with people's feelings like you do." Tears brimmed in Blake's eyes as she stared at the unresponsive Kevin. His usual decisiveness now appeared cold and indifferent.
‘Even if Kevin was using me, couldn't he at least pretend? Just saying 'l like you" would've been enough. But he didn't even do that... Maybe he really likes Ms. Parker.’ Blake's thoughts raced with hurt and confusion.
"Leave, Kevin. I'm clearly just a tool for you. You can't even pretend to care," Blake said, her voice laced with pain.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmKevin, typically so in control, seemed to falter. He said, "Your resignation will not be accepted. You'll become a permanent employee, with triple the salary. That's all you need to know." Then, he left abruptly, leaving his wallet on the table.
"Get out! The further away, the better!" In a mix of anger and hurt, Blake hurled something at the door as it closed behind Kevin.
Outside, Kevin and Liam passed each other silently, tension in the air. Liam's gaze followed Kevin, and he commented, "She deserves better." Kevin rode down the elevator and exited the building, his face turning away. He felt the heaviness of the moment as he walked to his car.
He drove through the empty streets, his mind swirling with thoughts and emotions, 'So she knew everything. She wasn't supposed to be part of this, but she's the key. Only she could lower Cecilia's guard.’ Kevin stopped on the roadside. He was so consumed by his inner turmoil that the cigarette in his hand was forgotten. The cold morning breeze wafted through his car, stirring him from his thoughts.
He glanced at his watch and realized it was already 9:30 a.m. The morning light cast long shadows, mirroring the complexity of his feelings in that moment.
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