PopularNovelChapter 733: The car pulled away, and with it, so did the last thread of warmth between them. Hadley stole a glance at him. He sat there, leaning back against the seat, eyes closed, fingers rubbing his forehead. He wouldn't even look at her.
Before long, they arrived at the dance studio. Sebastian pulled the car to a smooth stop at the entrance.
Hadley inhaled deeply, forcing down the lump in her throat. "Eric..." "Just get out." A clean cut to whatever she had been about to say.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThere was no point in arguing. As she stepped out of the car, she hesitated for just a second, then turned back. The sincerity in her voice was quiet but undeniable. "I'm sorry. I really am... I'm sorry." The car pulled away just as soon as the door clicked shut.
Inside, Eric exhaled slowly, lowering his hand from his forehead. His eyes flickered to the rearview mirror. A bitter smile ghosted his lips.
How ironic! His girlfriend kept saying sorry-but never for him. Always because of her ex.
It was then Eric realized—he meant nothing to Hadley.
Was Denver really that great? Because the second he showed up, Hadley forgot the rest of the world.
That evening, Eric picked up his phone, his thumb swiping instinctively across the screen. Nothing. His inbox was empty. No missed calls. No unread messages.
Hadley hadn't reached out once.
‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒ @ VlnoA sharp wave of frustration coiled in his chest. She hadn't even thought about him. Without thinking twice, he scrolled through his contacts and made a call. The line barely rang twice before Marshall picked up.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Well, well, isn't this a surprise? What's the occasion?" "Cut the crap. Where are you guys tonight?" There was a pause. Then, "Got it." Without another word, he ended the call, grabbed his keys, and strode out of his office. As for Hadley? She clearly didn't need him. Not seeing him must have been exactly what she wanted.
Hadley stood outside the dance studio, her arms crossed against the evening chill. She had been waiting for twenty minutes, and Eric still hadn't arrived.
Was he even coming? It was possible that he wasn't. After all, he had left that morning furious. But if he really had no intention of picking her up, wouldn't he at least tell her? Or was he really just going to leave her standing here?
Frowning, Hadley pulled out her phone and dialed his number She listened as the line rang until the call cut off automatically. No answer.
She slipped the phone back into her bag and turned on her heel. If Eric didn't want to pick her up, she wouldn't wait around all night. She could be spending her twith Joy.
She had only managed to stop by her apartment during her lunch break for O fo a brief moment with t with Joy before rushing back to work again. Maybe it was tto head back to her place and be with her daughter instead. With that thought in mind, Hadley made her way toward the bus stop. But just as she started moving, her steps faltered.
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