Overwhelmed by the Billionaire’s Persistent Pursuit

Chapter 226: But now, she couldn't take back those words. Frustrated and restless, Candice ran her fingers through her hair. What should she do? She couldn't just waltz back in there and beg Greyson for the patent, could she? Although the formula was originally created by her mother, Greyson was the one who had developed the drug and made necessary chemical improvements. Her mother might have conceived it, but Greyson had turned it into what it was now. It was only fair that Greyson shared the patent, right? So Candice realized she couldn't get the patent through legal channels alone.

She stood on the side of the road, waiting for the pedestrian signal to turn green. Suddenly, her phone beeped. She took it out and saw a WhatsApp message from Milton. "I'm sorry." She frowned. What was he sorry for? He hadn't done anything wrong. A few seconds later, her phone beeped again. It was another message from Milton. "Are you okay?" Candice was stunned. Reading Milton's simple messages, she felt her irritability slowly fading. Then, a sudden wave of bitterness surged through her. His words struck her right in the heart. She took a deep breath, confused by her own reaction.

What was happening to her? They were just a simple apology and an expression of concern. How could she feel moved by them, especially coming from Milton? Had she forgotten how much he had hurt her and dragged her into this situation? Raising her head, she noticed the pedestrian signal had turned green. As she prepared to cross the street, she saw a tall figure standing on the opposite side-Milton. Your next story is here gⱯlnσνels․com It turned out he hadn't left and had been near the Hyatt Hotel all along.

People around them quickened their steps and crossed the road, but Candice and Milton remained still, standing on opposite sides, watching each other from afar. Milton put away his phone and stared at her through the crowd. They were too far apart for Candice to see the expression in his eyes. She stood frozen. Just as the green pedestrian signal was about to turn red, an approaching jogger suddenly bumped into her. Caught off guard, she stumbled into the road. At that moment, the pedestrian signal turned red and the traffic light turned green. Cars rushed past her in streams.

Finally snapping back to reality, she stepped quickly onto the sidewalk. . . .