Chapter 54\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI apologize for my outburst,\u201d Genevieve said, looking at him without any emotion in her eyes. \u201cI\u2019ve heard your explanation. Don\u2019t worry. After all, we\u2019re just business partners. And that\u2019s all we\u2019ll ever be.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
At her words, the atmosphere instantly grew tense.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Tristan looked at her and gulped unwittingly. He tried to say something, only to realize there was nothing he could say.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Should he explain himself?\u00a0<\/p>\n
But she said she had already heard his explanation.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Should he apologize?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Yet she had already told him not to worry.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He stared at the cold, distant expression on her face, his heart aching as if he had been stabbed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
In the end, everything he wanted to say boiled down to a single word.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cOkay.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
That night, Genevieve held a celebration at Lapis Lazuli.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She booked the largest private viewing lounge on the top floor and invited everyone from Blossom Studio to celebrate with her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The lights made the room cast a dazzling, hazy glow as heavy metal music blasted through the speakers. The young employees from the studio were having the time of their lives.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cGen! You were so cool today!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI agree! I\u2019ll drink to you, Cen! I hope our studio becomes even more successful in the future!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
They clinked glasses and cheered loudly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Genevieve was sitting on the corner of a sofa. She simply let them party among themselves and drank with everyone who came to congratulate her. After a few rounds of drinks, her usually aloof gaze grew unfocused and dazed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She was frustrated\u2013and it was all because of Tristan. Yet she had nowhere to vent.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 54\u00a0<\/p>\n
2\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n
She hated losing control of her emotions.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She wished she could just forget him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Raising her glass, she finished every last drop of the warm, fiery drink.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cGen, slow down,\u201d Hannah said. She sat down next to Genevieve and looked at her with\u00a0<\/p>\n
concern. \u201cYou don\u2019t look very good.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m fine.\u201d Genevieve shook her head. The alcohol had numbed her nerves, making her\u00a0<\/p>\n
momentarily forget her frustration.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After drinking so much, she was starting to feel dizzy. Her stomach churned in discomfort.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She stood up, bracing a hand against the wall to support herself. \u201cI\u2019m going to the bathroom.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cShould I come with you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, it\u2019s okay.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She walked out of the room, the loud sounds of the party ceasing behind her as the door shut.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The long corridor was carpeted, making her footsteps silent. The only light came from the dim, warm glow of the lamps along the walls.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Genevieve stumbled over her own feet. As her vision blurred, she started seeing double.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She turned a corner and walked right into the arms of a man reeking of alcohol.\u00a0<\/p>\n
A snarky voice piped up. \u201cOh, dear.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The man grabbed her, his palm uncomfortably warm and sweaty as it caressed her forearm.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy aren\u2019t you watching where you\u2019re going, pretty lady?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Genevieve felt a wave of nausea bubbling in her stomach. She frowned and tried to pull away,\u00a0<\/p>\n
but she was much too weak to do so.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cLet go,\u201d she said in a cold, hoarse voice.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Yet instead of letting her go, the man leaned in closer.\u00a0<\/p>\n
His eyes roamed all over her. The moment he saw her face, he froze before his lips spread into a disgustingly wide smile.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI was wondering who you were. Aren\u2019t you the famous perfumer, Ms. Cen?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He stuck out his beer belly and said proudly, \u201cLet me introduce myself. I\u2019m Jonas Zimmerman.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 54\u00a0<\/p>\n
I\u2019m one of Mr. Hale\u2019s business partners.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
His hand began sliding toward her waist.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re young but talented, Ms. Cen. Mr. Hale has a great eye for such things. Since we have mutual acquaintances, shall we be friends?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Genevieve\u2019s glare was cold enough to kill.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was Tristan yet again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The flies buzzing around him always did whatever they wanted and used his name as a shield. \u201cGet lost,\u201d she hissed through her teeth.\u00a0<\/p>\n
you chose her so i married better 54 Chapter 54\u00a0 \u201cI apologize for my outburst,\u201d Genevieve said, looking at him […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"","ast-site-content-layout":"default","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","ast-disable-related-posts":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"default","ast-page-background-enabled":"default","ast-page-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"ast-content-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"footnotes":""},"categories":[8],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-19785","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-you-chose-her-so-i-married-better"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19785","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=19785"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19785\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=19785"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=19785"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=19785"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}