Young Bride in a Lightning Marriage: Never Tired of Mr. Leon’s Love

Chapter 296



Chapter 296



Cillian did not waver as he addressed every one of Yitty's doubts with unwavering certainty. However, Yitty suddenly exploded. "Stop it! What is this archaic nonsense? You think you owe me something because of a misunderstanding?

"Am I unwanted by everyone? We're all adults here. It was just a mix-up.

"The only reason I got mad was because you confused me with someone else. I get it, you're not into me, and guess what? The feeling's mutual. "Don't dwell on this, okay? Once it's done, it's done. Trust me, I'm Yitty. I'm not the clingy type. I won't hassle you!"

With an icy gaze, Yitty dropped those words like bombs and made to leave. Cillian's heart clenched, and he scrambled to his feet to follow her. However, Yitty, who looked so delicate, spun around and gave him a shove that sent Cillian tumbling onto the bed. He could only watch, wide-eyed, as Yitty grabbed her purse and walked out.

Stepping out of the hotel, Yitty's head was still pounding with a nagging pain.

"Damn it!" she cursed, her anger boiling up to the point of physical pain. That big fool had not even caught on to her act and then he was talking about marriage?

She thought, 'He's lost his mind. He doesn't even know who I am. How can a man be so clueless?' Yitty was so frustrated she could almost laugh. Glancing down at her bathrobe and slippers, she felt a fresh surge of annoyance.

She whipped out her phone and dialed a number. As soon as the call connected, Yitty snapped, "Pick me up. Summerfield Hotel, and make it quick. You've got 15 minutes. Oh, and bring me some clothes."

"What's up, Boss? Did your little adventure leave you unsatisfied, so much so that you forgot your clothes?"

Her subordinate, after hearing her request for clothes, let his mind wander into some unsavory territory. He poked fun at her until she was fuming.

"Beat it! If I hear one more peep of your nonsense, you'll regret it. Move it or I swear I'll teach you a lesson," Yitty barked.

"You got it, Boss!"

Her subordinate ended the call and bolted out. Yitty was left twiddling her thumbs, bored out of her mind.

Upstairs, Cillian was lost in thought on his bed. Yitty was gone, just like that, no strings attached.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

However...

How could he have stooped so low?

'Cillian, oh Cillian, you're nothing but a monster!' he berated himself. Then, it hit him. He did not even know where Yitty lived.

He scrambled for his clothes, noticing they were neatly folded at the foot of the bed.

Yitty must have taken them for dry cleaning last night. A pang of guilt washed over him.

Dressed and with his stuff, Cillian dashed downstairs, but Yitty had vanished.

Yitty had already left, two minutes before Cillian's guilt and turmoil kicked in.

Feeling downcast, Cillian hailed a cab to the embassy.

Caleb had been up all night waiting for his brother. Seeing Cillian shuffle into his office, looking utterly defeated, Caleb's temper flared. Chapter 296 1

Cillian let out a weary sigh and confessed, "Caleb, I messed up..."

"What kind of mess have you gotten yourself into now? Don't tell me you've stirred up trouble in the palace and now you're too chicken to face me because you've landed me in hot water?"

Caleb's mind immediately raced to that conclusion when he heard Cillian's hesitant voice, and he started pacing nervously.

He was torn, wondering if word of a

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diplomatic blunder got back home and whether their dad would be more likely to break his legs or Cillian's. Probably his own. He

should have never let Cillian go in his stead. Content belongs to


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