Rejected By My Ex, Desired By His Father

Rejected By My Ex, Desired By His Father.

NOVEL STATUS: ON GOING

PUBLISHED CHAPTERS: 300+ CHAPTERS

Rejected By My Ex, Desired By His Father – Sneak Peek

“So six years was too much for you now? You got tired of me, Mr. Newman?”

At the accusation, Brandon Newman only swirled the wine in his glass, almost completely unfazed.

“Joslyn, over the past six years, I gave you everything I could. I paid for your education overseas. I showed you the world. I gave you a good life. Can’t we end this peacefully and leave each other some dignity?”

The woman seated across from Brandon was stunning enough to draw anyone’s attention. She had long hair, red lips, and sharp, striking features. No one could look away from a beauty like her.

At that moment, her eyes lifted slightly, the chill beneath them making her seem even more distant and untouchable. She was Joslyn Clark, Brandon’s girlfriend for the past six years.

A trace of mockery entered her voice. “You were the one who said you’d never marry anyone but me. You were the one who proposed in front of everyone at graduation. And now you’re talking about ending things peacefully? What was the point of all those promises?”

Brandon’s body stiffened, and for the first time, real pain showed on his face. “A family like the Newman family cares about status. My adoptive father would never allow someone from your background to marry into our family.”

Back when he had pursued her, he swore status and family background would never matter between them. Now those same things had become the reason he was leaving her.

“Joslyn, what we had was real. Let’s just leave it in the past, alright? I’ll transfer the riverfront apartment in the western district to your name, and I’ll give you another five million dollars. Take the money and live well. If you ever need help, you can still call me.”

Joslyn leaned back in her chair and listened to his detached voice while a dull ache slowly spread through her chest.

𝘙е𝘤o𝗺𝗆e𝗻d 𝗀𝘢l𝗻𝗈𝘃𝖾𝗅s.сo𝗺 𝘁𝗼 𝘆o𝗎𝗿 f𝗋i𝘦n𝘥𝗌

From nineteen to twenty-five, she had spent every year of her youth with him.

She’d believed six years together would earn her at least a little sincerity. In the end, she’d simply trusted the wrong man.

“So this has nothing to do with your adoptive father. Clare Simpson came back, didn’t she? You told me you’d never lie to me, Brandon. And now you can’t even tell me the real reason you’re leaving.”

Brandon’s expression changed again and again before he finally gave up trying to hide it.

“I’m sorry, Joslyn. Clare had her reasons for leaving back then. Now that she’s returned, I can’t fail her again.”

Joslyn wanted to laugh — at how foolish she’d been, at Brandon’s hypocrisy. But the pain pressing against her chest swallowed every other emotion.

“I don’t want the apartment. Give me the equivalent amount of money instead. The five-million breakup settlement plus the property’s market value should add up to at least tens of millions, right? I want twenty-five million dollars. Transfer it before noon tomorrow. If the money isn’t in my account by twelve, I’ll send every chat log from the past six years straight to the tabloids.”

Brandon immediately reached for her wrist. “Joslyn, it doesn’t have to come to this. If you needed money, you could’ve told me. I would’ve given it to you.”

Joslyn pulled her hand away and put on her coat. “Twenty-five million to protect your image as the devoted man who stayed loyal to his first love all these years? That’s a pretty cheap deal. Believe me, you’re getting the better end of it.”

Brandon stood where he was and watched her walk away. For a split second, an odd emptiness settled in his chest.

Still, he quickly brushed the feeling aside. She was only a woman who had stayed beside him for six years. If she wanted to leave, then so be it.

Clare had finally returned, and the misunderstanding between them was over. He had waited years for her. He couldn’t lose her again.

As for Joslyn, after six years with him, the money he gave her would be enough for her to live comfortably for the rest of her life.

In his eyes, he had already done more than enough.

After leaving the restaurant, Joslyn wandered slowly along the riverside. She had always been proud to the bone. The tears she’d forced herself to hold back finally slipped down her face.

It was six years, not six days. It was almost the whole of her youth, torn away in the span of one conversation. How could she not feel shattered?

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