No matter how hard Max tried to find a solution, his efforts failed. Heart and logic did not go hand in hand. He couldn't sacrifice Gabriella, but also didn't want to lose Quebracha.
Unfortunately, before his brain come up with an idea, the woman had run. Shock automatically jolted the CEO's consciousness.
"Gaby," the man tried to catch his wife's wrist.
However, Gabriella moved as fast as the wind. Max's hand only managed to reach the air.
Seeing his wife's back away, the man's heart suddenly felt empty. After a sigh of resignation, he also left the room.
"Gaby," Max called as he almost caught up.
Instead of answering, the woman continued to move towards the road. She didn't care if the man ran faster behind her back. She just wanted to go away.
“Gabriella!” Max finally managed to get his wife's elbow. But a second later, the woman jerked her arm and escaped.
With no other choice, Max ended up moving at full speed.
Gabriella shook her head and shoved her husband's chest. “You always call me troublesome. Now, it's time for you to let me go. You won't have any more burden if I go."“What exactly did the mastermind say, hm? Why do you change your mind like this? We have agreed to find a solution.”The woman's brows furrowed deeper.“I guess, the mastermind is right. If you stay with me, I will suffer more, especially if you lose your position and people's trust. You will not only vent your lust, but also anger on me. I don't want to endure that all."The man's chest suddenly squeezed greater disappointment. "I can't possibly do that to you," he explained with waning hope."I don't dare to take that risk," Gabriella said, looking down. She didn't want the tears to be seen by her husband. "Can you divorce me as soon as possible?"A breath of disbelief spontaneously escaped from the man's mouth. Looking up, holding back his annoyance,
Max was silent, listening to Gabriella. His hands were clenched into fists as his jaw throbbed with anger. It wasn't the words that pierced Max's heart, but the woman's tears. “Stop crying! I don't like to see it," the man said, suddenly changing the meaning of his wife's blink. Gabriella sighed in disbelief. That wasn't the response she expected. After clutching her head for a moment, she returned the man's gaze. "You still don't understand, do you? I hate you from the beginning. And now—" "Your hatred has turned into concern," Max interrupted, successfully making his wife lost for words. “But, if hate can keep you by my side, keep hating me. That way, you won't push me to divorce you." Without giving Gabriella a chance to speak, the man stepped outside with his shirt. He couldn't bear to argue any longer, worried that he might do something out of control. "Max!" the woman screamed, trying to stop her husband. However, the man
Max had tried several times to contact the interrogator. However, not a single call was answered.“Does he know that the camera has been uncovered?” Max thought as he hung up the call and put the phone on the table. Tapping his fingers, the man thought.“Could it be … his arrival was also arranged?”A faint gasp escaped from the man's mouth.“Is that why Sebastian deliberately told me about Sharp Knife? So that, I would hire him to interrogate Gaby?”After a moment of silence, Max huffed in annoyance. “What should I do if he really is the the mastermind?”Feeling his head getting heavier, the man finally got up from the chair. “I'd better take care of Gabriella first. I shouldn't have locked my wife in the bedroom like this."Without the slightest suspicion, Max returned to the room, leaving his wife's suitcase lying in the corner of his workroom."Gaby, let's—"
"Please don't lie to me. You said that just to keep me from going," Gabriella said, clenching her fists. Listening to that denial, Max's annoyance could no longer be suppressed. While gripping the woman's arm, he showed seriousness through his eyes. "I really love you. Why would I hold you back if I don't have that feeling?" Gabriella's lips trembled for a moment. "You'll definitely torture me when you lose your position." Max's breath suddenly roared again. He realized that Gabriella's head was harder than rock. Arguing was just a waste of time. "Believe it or not, you have to stay with me.” Without further ado, the man locked his wife's wrist. As Gabriella struggled, he walked briskly, leading the woman to the car. "Stop it, Max! Let me go!" "No!" the man said without looking back. His neck seemed to have stiffened, just as his jaw which was throbbing. Unbeknownst to Max, the woman behind his back was limping.
“Honestly, I started to get suspicious when he called me Gaby. It's weird when someone who isn't very familiar uses that name,” Gabriella said before shaking her head faintly. "But that's just based on my feelings."The eyes of the man watching immediately narrowed. "Is there anything else?"The woman nodded. “He's been asking about your secret project too many times, as if something was urging him to know right away.”"Besides?"Gabriella's brows furrowed even deeper. “The mastermind said that we had met face to face several times. The only man who fulfills that condition is Sebastian.”"What about Julian? Haven't you two met before?""Before I received the call, we had only met twice. And I'm sure it's not him."A faint sigh escaped from Max's mouth. "Why do you suspect Sebastian instead of Julian?"“Because the mastermind sounds like a womanizer. Your brother is not that kind of man,
“I came here with good intention, to check on your condition because you are in danger of losing your job. But it turns out, you accuse me of being a bad guy?” Sebastian said disapprovingly. "You're inconsistent, Bas. You said you want to say congratulations. Then, you stated your intention to check my condition. Which one is true?" A quick sigh escaped the secretary's mouth. "This really doesn't make sense," he shook his head slowly. “Which part doesn't make sense? You are secretly aiming for my wife or you stabbed me from the back?” Sebastian suddenly stood up until his chair almost toppled over. "Stop your jokes! This isn't funny, Max. All this time, I always try to keep your trust. Is this the reward you give to the person who has been loyal to you?” “You're too loyal, Bas, and I just realized that. You could have continued your father's company. But, why did you choose to be my secretary instead? Isn't that weird?" Max had succeed
One kilometer from Quebracha building, Max could see a light shining brightly in his room. In just an instant, the roar of breath was heard again. "How dare he ransack my office!” the man muttered as he gripped the steering wheel tighter. "He should be there when I arrive. He can't escape and harm Gabriella." After a few minutes, the CEO finally arrived. Whether it was a coincidence or a planned one, the entrance was wide open. "Does he want to welcome me?" Max thought as he slowed his pace. However, after pondering for a moment, the man finally quickened towards the elevator. Right in front of the tightly closed door, the man sighed in disbelief. The words "error" appear on all screens. “Is he playing me or testing my seriousness?” After snorting in annoyance, Max rushed to the emergency stairs. *** Gabriella couldn't stop squeezing her fingers. Every now and then, she glanced at the clock on the wall. Every time the s
"Sorry, Bas, can you drive faster?" Gabriella asked as she continued to stare ahead. The road was empty, but their car had been overtaken by other cars several times. “Sorry, Mrs. Evans. I have to put safety first,” the secretary said casually. “But, there are not many vehicles on this road. I guess it's fine if you increase the speed." A second later, Sebastian turned his head and sighed faintly. “Now I understand why Max fell in love with you. You're so sweet and caring," he said unexpectedly. Gabriella's blinks suddenly froze. With furrowed brows, she tried to break the tension. "Why did you suddenly say that?" she sighed with a small crease on her forehead. In an instant, the secretary's expression became even. “Are you feeling uncomfortable? Sorry. I'm just trying to help you ease your worries." Blinking flatly, the woman returned her gaze to the road. Her hands were squeezing together again. “Do I need to call Max? Maybe,