Overwhelmed by the Billionaire’s Persistent Pursuit

Chapter 536: Candice knew that even if she stayed, she would only get four hours of rest before she had to wake up at eight. Four hours was enough for Milton, but he wished she could sleep more. He regretted his earlier behavior. Silently, Candice picked up her dress from the floor and put it on. She removed his hand from her shoulder once again. Her actions were cold and indifferent. He had always used condoms, so why should she treat him kindly? For him, they had simply taken what they needed from each other. There was no need for affection.

Milton furrowed his brow, unable to understand her attitude. He could feel her responses during sex, but once it was over, she always pulled away. Seeing her determined to leave, he naturally offered to take her back. He got up and put on his shirt. "I'll drive you home." "No need. I'll take a taxi. I have something to handle tomorrow. I need to follow up on the investigation of Corless' case. I won't come here at noon." Candice was already dressed. She stood up and left the room, hiding her tired and unsteady legs. She didn't want him to see her in a vulnerable state.

As she left, she slammed the door behind her. After the door closed, her legs went limp and her body froze for a moment. Desperate to escape the situation, she clung to the wall, on the verge of collapsing. Remaining here was an affront to her dignity. She couldn't bear it. She leaned against the wall, taking a moment to catch her breath. Then she entered the elevator and descended to leave Royal Garden Corporation. In the early morning, it was bitterly cold. The biting wind swept away her drowsiness, bringing her back to partial sobriety.

There were hardly any cars on the road, and the streetlights cast a dim glow. On the deserted street, occasional taxis moved through the darkness, their green lights shining. galnσνℓs․cøm opens doors to new adventures She stood on the quiet road and raised her hand to hail a taxi. Before long, one pulled up in front of her. Upon entering the vehicle, Candice gave the driver her address and headed home. Milton couldn't understand why Candice insisted on leaving. She looked utterly exhausted. Naturally, he was worried about letting her go alone at such a late hour.

At the gate of the building, he saw Candice already inside a taxi, so he decided to follow her in his own car. His mind only eased when he watched her safely return to the villa, with the lights inside turning on. He waited outside the villa for a while until the lights dimmed again, indicating that Candice had gone to bed. Then he drove away. After everything that happened, sleep completely eluded him. Dawn was approaching, the air thick with icy chill. The sun had yet to rise. He drove the Bentley to the bridge and parked alongside it.

Stepping out of the car, he lit a cigarette in irritation and took a few deep puffs. He hadn't smoked in a long time. Inhaling the chilly wind blowing across the bridge in the early morning, he felt particularly distressed. . . .