Zac stared at her, his tone sharp and deliberate. “Liz, I already agreed to marry you, <b>me </b>to cut ties with Xenapletely before you’ll stop all this?<b>” </b>
What more do you want? Do you really <b>need </b>
But even as he said it, a thought flickered in his mind. If cutting Xena off was the only way to make Liz back down, maybe <b>it </b>wasn’t such an uneptable thing to do after all.
The next second, <b>Liz’s </b>cool, steady voice doused him like a bucket of cold water.
“Whether or not you break things off with Xena is your business. Don’t want to marry you anymore, and I never will.”
By the time Zac returned to the hospital room, more than ten minutes had passed.
Susan nced at him and noticed the storm brewing on his face. “Liz left?”
“Yeah.”
Seeing the gloomy look on his face, Susan scoffed. “You should be thrilled. She finally dumped you. So why are you sitting there like someone died?”
She still hadn’t forgiven him for throwing away the chance she had given him, or for wasting the favor she had called in just to get Liz to give him onest shot. The more she thought about it, the more irritated she became.
Zac sat down beside the bed, his expression hard. He said nothing
He still refused to believe Liz had the nerve to walk away from eight years of history. She was probably just pushing his buttons after noticing he had softened.
He frowned, a flicker of regret crossing his face as he remembered what he had said to her by the elevator.
He should have kept his cool. He should have waited her out. Sooner orter, she woulde crawling back to him. And when she did, the upper hand would be his.
That thought seemed to calm him, and the darkness in his eyes slowly faded.
On Monday morning, Liz had just arrived at thew firm when her colleague Naomi came up to her and said in a low voice, “Liz, I went to an auctionst night. Guess who I ran into–your ex and that mistress of his. He spent a fortune on her. I saw him buy multiple sets of jewelry worth over ten million.”
The image of Zac splurging on Xena made Naomi fume.
Liz had stood by him through all the hardships of building hispany from the ground up, yet he had never once given her anything nearly that expensive.
But Liz didn’t react much.
Whatever Zac chose to spend on Xena was his business. It had nothing to do with her anymore.
“Naomi, do me a favor. Don’t tell me things like that. It just makes me resent wealthy people.”
Naomi gave her a look. “Zac’s rolling in money, and you’re awyer. After everything you did for him, you didn’t even ask for a breakup settlement?”
Back when Zac was building his business, Liz had worked herself to the bone to help him. She woke up at dawn<b>, </b>workedte into the night, gave up weekends, and pushed herself beyond her limits
Once, she had been so exhausted she passed out at her desk. When she woke up, the first thing she said was not to call <b>Zac </b>because she knew he was in the middle of starting hispany, and she didn’t want to distract him.
<b>+20 </b><b>BONUS </b>
If <b>she </b><b>hadn’t </b><b>sacrificed </b><b>so </b>much back then<b>, </b>there was <b>no </b>way <b>Zac </b>would have seeded this quickly.
<b>Now </b>that <b>he </b>had made <b>it</b><b>, </b>he was no different from all those men who discarded the woman who helped them once they <b>got </b>everything they wanted. Naomi felt sorry for Liz.
<b>Liz </b>just smiled faintly. “Naomi, we broke up. It’s not like we got divorced.”
<b>“</b>You’re too <b>nice</b>. With how much money he has, you should’ve taken something. Call itpensation for wasting your youth.<b>” </b>
Liz was just about to reply when her phone suddenly rang.