Chapter 630
Chapter 630:
Never before had anyone rejected him with such disarming honesty.
The disappointment that had been eating at his chest suddenly lifted, replaced by something warmer.
Stewart reached out, his fingers brushing through Gabriela’s hair like a whispered prayer.
“Gabriela, you’ve just made me fall deeper. You’re absolutely right—I am exceptional. Just because your heart remains closed today doesn’t mean it won’t open tomorrow. I refuse to surrender p>
Gabriela sighed. “Stewart p>
Stewart pressed forward, cutting through her protest. “Tell me you won’t end our friendship over this, will you p>
Gabriela gazed into his bright eyes, and despite everything, her lips curved upward. “No, I won’t p>
“Perfect.” Stewart’s smile blazed with renewed purpose. “Tomorrow begins my official campaign to win your heart. I trust you won’t slam doors in my face p>
Having delivered his declaration, he strode to the curb with military precision, yanked open the car door, and disappeared inside.
𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗻
Erik, who had been waiting behind the wheel, jolted from his stupor.
Oh, he had just witnessed his powerful boss suffer romantic heartbreak.
Tomorrow, would Stewart fire him for breathing the same air as this secret?
Erik forced his expression into careful neutrality, pretending his ears had captured nothing while his hands guided the steering wheel.
His mind replayed what he had witnessed—that flash of pain that had swept across his boss’s features before pride reasserted itself.
His untouchable, supremely confident employer had just experienced heartbreak in real time.
He thought Gabriela had made a mistake by rejecting a wonderful pursuer like Stewart.
Gabriela returned to her villa, let hot water wash away the evening’s complications, then surrendered to sleep’s embrace.
Consciousness abandoned her swiftly. She had no idea that a huge change was coming to her world tomorrow.
The following morning brought Beverley to the Moss family’s doorstep.
Beverley embodied action—once her mind settled on a course, she executed it immediately, never allowing hesitation to breed in the space between decision and deed.
Surprise flickered across Roger’s features before he ushered her into the living room.
Beverley wasted no breath on pleasantries.
“I’ll speak plainly—Wesley has captured my genuine affection. However, last year’s canceled engagement ceremony cast an ominous shadow over everything. When fate prevents a union from taking place and allows uncertainty to fester, it whispers that these two souls were never meant to intertwine p>
Roger’s brow contracted at her words, intensity blazing briefly behind his eyes before discipline smothered it.
His voice emerged wrapped in diplomatic contrition. “The ceremony’s failure rests squarely on the Moss family’s shoulders. I’ll bring Brenden to offer proper apologies to your family. You have my sworn promise—once Rebecca becomes part of our family, we will treat her well p>
Beverley sighed. “There is actually another reason for this decision. Recently, I consulted a fortune teller. Wesley’s and Rebecca’s paths run in opposite directions—forcing them together would only breed endless catastrophe p>
Roger’s expression grew thunderous. “Beverley, it was Jasper himself who brought Rebecca to us, requesting this marriage alliance. Everyone within our social sphere knows about it. Now you wish to dissolve everything based on fortune-telling superstitions—don’t you think that borders on the absurd p>