Time-Limited Love: A Contract Expired, Not Renewed novel Chapter 207

“Landon, no matter how stupid you think he is, to me he’s the best. And you? To me, you’re not even worth a dog!”

Zinnia’s eyes were bloodshot as she glared at Landon. The thought of Dapper—still missing, maybe hurt or worse—while Landon stood here making snide remarks, sent a surge of fury through her. She bit back tears, her anger burning so hot she could barely speak.

Landon was stunned by her outburst. It wasn’t just the insult—that she thought he was beneath a dog—it was the tears in her eyes. The hatred. He saw shock and pain flicker across her face, and it left him speechless.

She hadn’t cried in front of him, not even when he abandoned her in Norway. She’d never complained, not once. Even when he chose Noelle over her again and again, she’d never yelled at him like this. But now? Now she was crying over that little homewrecker, and just because he’d made a sarcastic comment, she looked at him as if she hated him.

She hates me… because of that guy?

He stared helplessly at the tears streaming down her face, watched her wipe them away only for more to fall, her sobs growing harsher with each breath. Landon felt a bitter, aching pain in his chest, a kind of hurt he’d never known before. He fixed his eyes on Zinnia, lips trembling as disappointment and heartbreak settled over him.

“So you love him that much?” His voice was hoarse, edged with grief and a bitterness he couldn’t hide.

“Yes!” Zinnia shot back, her panic turning quickly to rage. “I love him. I love him a lot!” She glared at Landon, her anger finally boiling over. “Are you done asking your questions? If you are, get out! Just leave!”

Landon had never seen Zinnia lose control like this. Even Chandler—who had just come along for the drama—was surprised at how Zinnia, usually so composed, had unraveled. He just stood there with his hands in his coat pockets, leaning against the wall, a lazy smirk playing at his lips as if he were watching a show.

Zoey, eyes cold, shot Chandler a glare. “What are you doing here?”

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