Revenge Wears My Ring novel Chapter 227

Gwyneth looked at him, her voice threaded with a subtle relief.

“Julian found my address. He’s drunk and on his way here…”

Bennett’s eyes turned icy cold. A dangerous edge flickered deep in their depths.

“It’s alright. Let him come. He doesn’t know I own this place.”

He gave Gwyneth a reassuring look, pausing as his gaze settled on her pale face. His tone softened.

“Try to get some sleep. I’ll handle everything.”

But Gwyneth just shook her head after a moment’s silence, a weary but resolute light in her eyes.

“No.”

She threw off the light blanket draped over her legs and rose to her feet.

“I’ll deal with him myself. Some things—there’s no running away. They need to be said.”

Bennett didn’t try to stop her. He simply watched, quiet and steady.

Gwyneth grabbed her still-ringing phone, fingers clenched so tightly they blanched. She drew a deep breath and answered the call.

Julian’s voice spilled through the phone, familiar yet suddenly strange, edged with a panic he tried to hide.

“You finally picked up, Gwyneth. Why aren’t you staying at Elodie’s anymore? When did you get a place of your own?”

Gwyneth closed her eyes. When she opened them again, they were flat and cold as glass.

She had no patience for his games. She cut him off, her voice sharp as frost.

“Where are you?”

Julian seemed thrown by her bluntness, but managed to say an address.

“I’ll send you the location,” Gwyneth replied, each word crisp and controlled.

“This time, don’t be late.”

She hung up before he could answer, found his number, and sent her address with a single, decisive tap.

Every movement was final, like she was severing every last tie.

Bennett knew that unyielding pride in her bones. Once Gwyneth decided, no one could change her mind.

At last, he spoke, his voice lower than before.

“If anything happens, call me. Anytime.”

Gwyneth nodded and walked straight to the door, not looking back.

Bennett remained where he was, unmoving, his gaze fixed on the door long after it had closed.

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Nocturne Spirits. Private lounge.

Gwyneth arrived on time.

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