Chapter 1250
Chapter 1250:
“Rupert, please understand. If I hadn’t done this, how else could I have seen you—and convinced you to come back to France with me p>
“What are you talking about?” Rupert’s voice turned sharp. He tried to pull away, but the lingering effects of the drug left him weak and unsteady. Furious, he turned his face aside, refusing to look at her.
Michelle didn’t back off. She lowered herself to his eye level, her expression soft but unnervingly determined. Holding his gaze, she spoke with earnest intensity.
“Rupert, you don’t understand how deeply I feel about you. From the first moment we met, I believed we were meant to be connected. Why did you reject me? Wouldn’t it be better if you were with me? I have no choice but to take you back to France. If we stay together day and night, you’ll come to see it too. In time, you’ll love me p>
Shock and disbelief flashed through Rupert’s eyes. He couldn’t comprehend her obsession. He had already made himself clear—more than once.
“Michelle, calm down. I’ve told you already—I’m committed to Annabel. Our engagement ceremony is near p>
At Annabel’s name, Michelle stiffened for a split second. Then her expression hardened. “So what? Soon, she won’t matter in your life p>
Rupert’s anger surged. He hadn’t expected her to go this far. The deception, the trap—everything about it was vile. If he’d known, he would never have come.
“Michelle, stop this right now,” Rupert said, forcing each word through the haze. “If your father finds out what you’ve done, he won’t forgive you. Think about what you’re doing p>
But Michelle refused to listen. The more he tried to reason with her, the more stubbornly she clung to her fantasy, as if his rejection meant nothing at all.
“Say whatever you want,” she insisted, her voice trembling with fixation. “After tonight, you’ll be mine. My father will be happy when he sees us together p>
“Rupert… I miss you. I want you p>
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Annabel sat at home, tense and anxious, waiting for Rupert’s call. Midnight came and went, but the phone stayed silent. Worry tightened around her, and her right eyelid twitched uncontrollably.
Unable to endure the uncertainty any longer, Annabel called Rupert again and again, only to be met each time by a cold, mechanical recording: “The number you dialed is not currently available p>
Unease clenched her heart. She immediately called Finley, explaining what had happened and urging him to find Rupert.
Finley was just as alarmed and responded quickly. After she hung up, Annabel’s hands curled into fists, her eyes heavy with worry. Without hesitation, she dialed Anthony.
“Anthony, please help me track Rupert’s phone. He hasn’t contacted me, and I need to find him immediately p>
“Of course. Give me five minutes,” Anthony replied at once, hearing the urgency in her voice.
Five minutes later, a message from Anthony lit up Annabel’s screen. It contained Rupert’s phone’s exact location. Annabel zoomed in on the map, her resolve hardening.
She grabbed her coat and went straight out.