Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1680

"Here?" Taylor kept his tone casual. "Why don't I drive you home instead?"

"Here is fine," Abigail replied firmly. She knew her feelings for him had started in this very spot, and it was time for them to end here as well.

"You're planning to ride your motorcycle back, aren't you?" Taylor asked, thinking it was the most reasonable option.

Abigail forced a smile. "Yep, just me and my little bike, off to where I need to go."

"That's quite poetic. Alright, I won't push it. Bye!"

"Bye."

After their brief exchange, Taylor drove away, quickly leaving Abigail behind.

In the rearview mirror, her silhouette blurred, gradually engulfed by the darkness, while Taylor's smile slowly faded.

Maintaining this distance felt like the best decision for both of them.

…

The next day arrived bright and early.

Jenson rushed into the office, excited to catch Germaine at her usual time. He pushed open her office door, only to find it completely empty.

"What's going on? Doesn't she usually show up at this time?" he muttered in frustration.

Last night, he had waited until midnight to check his phone, only to see that Germaine's chat window had gone quiet.

Even Angelica couldn't figure out what it meant. Now, uncertainty gnawed at him; he was torn between fearing her indifference and worrying about hurting her feelings.

With Germaine nowhere to be found, his anxiety only increased.

He drove like a maniac, speeding through three red lights. He finally arrived at the airport just half an hour before her flight was scheduled to depart.

Just as Germaine was about to check in, a pair of strong hands reached out from the side, grabbing her ticket and pulling her aside.

Before she could process what was happening, she found herself face-to-face with Jenson, his eyes filled with resentment and unspoken frustration.

Despite usually being a strong presence in front of men, Germaine found herself avoiding his gaze for the first time.

"Why?" Jenson's voice was low and tense, filled with unfiltered reproach.

"I told you before that I wanted a change of environment. I've been putting this off for too long—"

"Fine! Which country do you want to go to? I'll open a branch there, no matter where it is!"

Jenson's determination was unshakeable. He didn't care about the consequences—he was resolute in stopping her from leaving.