Overwhelmed by the Billionaire’s Persistent Pursuit

Chapter 3: Greyson's words felt like a harsh cut to Candice's heart. She could hear the sound of her heart shattering into a million pieces. Despite her resilience, the one who could break her effortlessly was always Greyson. The man who could leave her cold and hurting, standing distant and unreachable. Candice had never seen such a frigid expression on his face-a face so captivating yet utterly devoid of warmth toward her. She was drenched in sorrow. Her love for this man spanned a decade: seven years of secret admiration and three years in an official relationship.

Yet, he had never once held her hand. Her tireless efforts over these three years to awaken some feeling in him had ended in bitter defeat. She understood he never wanted this marriage. His feelings for her were absent. He married her for the sake of his family. His family had a long history in the medicine industry, once overseeing a pharmaceutical conglomerate and a hospital. But under his father's supervision, all that remained was Harman Pharma-an empty shell of its former glory. Candice's parents, on the other hand, operated a prosperous biotechnology company.

She had been the cherished jewel of her family. Realizing her infatuation with Greyson, her mother promised to use her valuable medical formula in exchange for the marriage. Hutton Harman, Greyson's grandfather, was thrilled by this and pressured Greyson, invoking the family's welfare. Initially resistant, Greyson ultimately surrendered. He gave up his true love and consented to marry Candice. The launch of the new drug promised to restore the Harman family's prominence. L∆tєѕt chαptєrs ιn glnovєl.ᴏm However, a car accident claimed the lives of Candice's parents.

The only legacy they left behind was the formula. She was no longer a lady from a prominent family. Her love for Greyson was regarded as insignificant-like dirt beneath one's feet. This was her reality now. She lay prone on the floor, her bright eyes reduced to a dull glimmer. She had been raped by a stranger the previous night, and today she faced the harsh treatment of Greyson and Rachel. Blood trickled from her forehead, staining her hand. Physically and emotionally broken, her body ached and she felt an icy chill. Yet her willpower kept her from breaking down in front of them.

The silence was suffocating. She broke it with a sorrowful smile. "Greyson, I want a divorce." She refused to surrender the last of her dignity. Greyson paused, his eyebrows furrowed. Rachel's eyes sparkled with anticipation. Worried Candice might take back her words, she hastily said, "You said it yourself. You betrayed my son first. You can't go back on your promise!" Without responding, Candice turned away, stating, "We will discuss this in court." Greyson's eyes held a trace of astonishment as he observed her determined yet fragile silhouette.

The woman who had relentlessly pursued him was now seeking a divorce. That afternoon, at the courthouse, once the divorce papers were prepared, Greyson signed them without a second thought. Seeing this, Candice felt dejected. He signed without hesitation, eager for the divorce. In other words, he had never wished to marry her. His tone was icy. "The Harman family cannot bear such a scandal. The divorce must remain private until the new drug launches in a year. Your mother's formula is in the hands of our research department.

You are entitled to 20% of the profits it generates." Overwhelmed by his dismissive attitude, Candice proposed, "Include an additional clause in the agreement. If I can provide evidence of my innocence, I request the patent rights for the new drug be returned to me." As Candice observed Greyson's furrowed brows, her heart sank. She challenged him, "What? You don't dare? Were you the mastermind behind what happened to me last night?

Was all this drama orchestrated by your family to acquire my formula?" Out of trust, when he finally took her hand at the wedding yesterday, she felt a surge of happiness and willingly handed him the formula. Now, she couldn't help but feel foolish. Her missing husband on their wedding night, the sudden intrusion of an unknown man, and the perfectly timed accusation of infidelity the next morning all seemed too coincidental to ignore. Greyson's face darkened, but he relented. "Fine. Include another clause.

If you bring any disgrace to the Harman family again, the patent will belong to my company, and you will not receive a cent." . . .