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Rejected by the Tycoon Separated?
BeatriceI sighed resignedly, something I had been doing quite frequently in the past few days, and continued typing the article for the newspaper, featuring the exclusive interview with my ex-husband. It seemed like a tasteless joke, but it was my reality, and I needed to pretend that everything was fine and move on with my life, even though I felt that nothing was really as I would have liked.I was trying to live without Edward, to overcome the deep love I had always felt for him, but it became very difficult when the universe seemed to conspire against me, and even my boss assigned me a task like the one I had carried out that day.Optimistically, I believe that was the last time I had to be with Edward. I had made it clear that it was too late to try again when there was no turning back.
Rejected by the Tycoon Visit to Kent
BeatriceEdward didn't know about my move, so I had to call and inform him about it. At the agreed time, Edward showed up at my house, and together we headed towards Kent. Contrary to his previous promises, he avoided answering my questions, changing the subject and even making some jokes to distract me.I expected this behavior from him since I knew him well enough to understand that he wasn't prone to confessions and conversations about himself. Therefore, I decided to simply enjoy the ride, appreciating the scenery and responding to occasional comments about our childhood and adolescence together.I had imagined that our arrival would cause some kind of stir among the people present, but I was completely wrong. Everyone acted as if they were unaware of our separation. Although I didn't appreciate being the subject of com
Rejected by the Tycoon Persist or Give Up?
EdwardI wasn't aware of Beatrice's move, and when I came to pick her up at her new home, she was already waiting for me outside, without even inviting me in. A discomfort hung in the air as if there was an invisible barrier between us.On the way back from Kent, before I could open the car door for my wife, she was already getting out hastily. I noticed her hurry and commented:"You seem in a rush."I followed her towards the door of her house, trying to understand what was happening. Beatrice looked at me with a displeased expression that deeply bothered me. As she took out the keys from her purse, she said with some coldness:"There's no reason to prolong our conversation, Edward."
Rejected by the Tycoon Resisting Love
BeatriceThe morning after we visited Kent, I was already getting ready to head to the newspaper, as usual. But suddenly, the doorbell rang, making me jump. Who could be at my door so early? I opened the door, and there he was, Edward, with a charming smile on his lips.“Edward, what are you doing here so early?” I asked, my voice a mixture of surprise and confusion.He looked at me in a way I used to know so well but never felt the same during our marriage, and explained:“I thought of taking you to work today, Beatrice.”Edward wanted to take me to work. It was something I never expected from him, considering how things used to be between us. A wave of emotion and confusion spread through me. The attention h
Rejected by the Tycoon Leave Me Alone
BeatriceMy life was taking unexpected turns, and work was no exception. Mr. Joel Smith, who had promised me the interview with Edward, had not fulfilled his part of the agreement. I was still stuck in my position as a gossip columnist for the newspaper. The disappointment in this situation was starting to affect me.I was surprised again when my boss called me into his office. He assigned me a task that I initially rejected with determination.“I believe you understand that you work for my newspaper and, for that reason, need to fulfill the requests that are part of your responsibilities, Beatrice” Mr. Smith said, using his authority to press me.His authoritarian stance didn't please me, but I knew that as an employee of the newspaper, it was my duty to meet the de
Rejected by the Tycoon Hot Night
BeatriceI wished I could say no, that he had the opportunity and lost it, but I couldn't utter the words. There was a lump in my throat, my heart beating fast, and I felt a tremendous chill in my stomach, making me both apprehensive and expectant at the same time.Edward seems to have noticed that words failed me because he takes my lips by storm, kissing me with intensity, leaving me completely at the mercy of the sensations that were being awakened in my body.“Edward…” His name came out of my lips in an incomprehensible lament.I felt his hands move up to my neck, caressing that sensitive area, and then reach my nape, holding me firmly. His fingers touched my scalp, sending shivers throughout my body.“I
Rejected by the Tycoon Prologue
BeatriceThe morning sun gilded the stone paths leading to the imposing church. As my heart beats rapidly, I approach the church entrance. I grip the arm of my dear father, concerned that the groom may not be waiting for me at the altar.Three long years had passed since the last time I saw Edward Maddock. And now, here I am, ready to seal our fate in a marriage that, despite being formalized by a contract, carries the promise of a life together.With each step towards the church, my pulse quickens, my heart pounding like a drum announcing the unknown. The soft music fills the air, accompanying the rhythmic beat of my chest. And then, I see him.Edward stands next to the priest, imposing in his dark tailcoat, the epitome of elegance and masculinity that always impressed me. His dark hair is meticulously combed, his forehead slightly furrowed as he gazes ahead. I hold my breath, feeling a lump in my throat at the sight of him there, waiting for me.Relief washes over me as I realize my
Rejected by the Tycoon The Marriage
BeatriceThe next morning brought an unexpected emptiness. Opening my eyes, I found the space next to me in bed impeccably made. No sign of Edward. Uncertainty returned, and the doubt of whether he had or hadn't shared the bed with me on our first night of marriage hung in the air.I might as well go down for breakfast, maybe I'll find some answers. However, the loneliness at the carefully set table only reinforced the feeling that something was amiss. The reality of the morning after the wedding was far from what I had imagined.Each forkful felt heavy in my stomach, and the sound of utensils clinking against the plate echoed the emptiness I felt in that house. A mixture of disappointment and sadness seemed to suffocate my heart, a melancholy that I hadn't anticipated."Do you need anything else, ma'am?" Charles asked. "I can ask Mrs. Jeks to prepare something special for you.""No, thank you," I politely declined, indicating that I had finished.It was already past nine, and I assum
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