Ribbons Unbound: My Fiancé's Lingering Regret novel Chapter 97

The next day, just as I was about to leave the hotel, Trevor and Wade were already waiting at the entrance.

They stood there awkwardly, holding breakfast, as if trying to make up for yesterday.

I glanced at them but said nothing and prepared to leave. Trevor and Wade quickly stepped to block my path, one on each side. 

"Why are you still upset? Come on, get in the car. We went out of our way to pick you up," Wade urged.

With people bustling around the hotel entrance, I didn't want to make a scene. Reluctantly, I followed them to the car.

From the front seat, Freya leaned out, her voice dripping with feigned concern. "Aurora, I'm not feeling well today, sitting in the back makes me nauseous. I hope you don't mind sitting in the back today."

Displeasure instantly bubbled up inside me.

They knew I got carsick in the backseat. Sitting there would make me nauseous and throw up. But it seemed they had conveniently forgotten.

"Then I won't go," I said, turning to leave.

Freya's voice turned pitiful. "Aurora, are you angry with me? If it's such a big deal, I can take a taxi instead."

Despite her words, she made no move to get out of the car.

I let out a soft laugh. "Alright then."

Freya seemed caught off guard by my response. Her attempt to manipulate me had failed, and her face flushed with frustration. She shot me a sharp glare before turning to Trevor and Wade.

"Fine, I'll give up the front seat to Aurora," she said, forcing a few tears to well up in her eyes. Her fragile, pitiful act was clearly meant to tug at their hearts.

Trevor and Wade, predictably, weren't pleased.

"Aurora, don't be so unreasonable," Trevor snapped. "It was Freya's idea to come pick you up."

She greeted me with a saccharine smile. "Aurora, you're here! Perfect timing. I'm stuck on something. Can you help me out?"

She gestured at some papers in front of her. "Oh, Trevor and Wade said they're planning to make me the CFO. How considerate they are? They're worried you'll overwork yourself, so they think you should just relax at home from now on. After all, they're here to take care of you. Unlike me, who has to rely on myself and work hard."

Her words made me full of anger.

"Get up," I said coldly.

"No!" she retorted, her voice low enough so no one else could hear. "This is my seat now. You don't even hold a position in the company anymore. Strictly speaking, you shouldn't even be here."

Her taunting tone was laughable.

I shouldn't be in the company? The very company that was supposedly built to earn more money to make my life better? And now it had nothing to do with me?

How utterly ridiculous.