Overwhelmed by the Billionaire’s Persistent Pursuit

Chapter 114: "Hold on a second... What do you mean, Greyson?" she asked, confused. In a flat voice, he said, "Candice, let's start anew." Candice wasn't sure if she had misunderstood, so she said nothing. It was shocking to hear such a statement from this cold man. Her eyes widened in astonishment, and her lips trembled as she glanced at him. Greyson noticed her shock and asked, "What's wrong? Haven't you always wanted to be with me? This is your chance, and I'm giving it to you now. We should start over and mend fences.

After some reflection, I've decided to get to know you again." Candice let out a bitter laugh. To her, it was ironic. His icy demeanor was certainly an act of kindness. There was a time when she was simple and naive, yet he never gave her a second glance. Now she was the subject of rumors, yet he insisted on a fresh start with her. "Greyson," Candice replied coolly, "if you're worried about my being with Milton, you're overthinking things. I know what I'm doing. Besides..." She paused. "Even if I maintain contact with him, it's because we're divorced. There's nothing wrong with that.

Well, how about you? You and Madilyn? Are you going to start over with me and cheat on her? I have to decline. I ask that you resolve your own issues first, and then we can continue this conversation." Her tone was sharp at the end. The look on Greyson's face darkened. His hands instinctively clenched into fists. She just kept talking! He marveled at how he could have ever underestimated her wit. For three years, she had played the obedient role around him, never raising her voice or challenging his dominance. It was all a sham. At this moment, he was seeing the real her.

Mσяє υρ∂αтєѕ ιи gαℓиσνєℓѕ.¢σм Candice turned and grabbed his suitcase from the room. She pushed it firmly in Greyson's direction. "You can either leave, or I'll go to Bettina's place. Come what may, I can't move in with you. This isn't about anyone else. This is just who I am," she said softly. Greyson frowned and fell silent for a while. It felt as though time had stopped. Then, unexpectedly, Greyson's phone rang, the sound echoing loudly in the quiet room. He rejected the call. But the phone started ringing again just seconds later.

Candice arched an eyebrow and asked, "Why don't you answer it? Is it Madilyn?" Greyson picked up his phone and frowned. It was, indeed, Madilyn. . . .