Called Off the Wedding, Left Him Bankrupt novel Chapter 43

Benedict stood frozen, his face rigid and ashen. He locked eyes with Cynthia, frustration simmering just beneath the surface.

Cynthia met his gaze with a faint, unflinching smile, not the slightest hint of retreat in her eyes.

"If you're really that hungry, you could always eat out. There are plenty of breakfast places nearby with far more variety than what I can offer."

Benedict could hardly miss the sarcasm in her voice.

His expression darkened instantly.

"We've been together for years, and you still don't trust me with something this trivial?"

Cynthia looked up at him.

His face was cold, utterly devoid of guilt, as if every word she spoke was a personal insult, an accusation against his character.

She almost wanted to applaud his brazen righteousness.

"I already fired the person and explained everything to you. How long are you going to keep this up?"

Her tone was icy, her eyes scrutinizing him as though she were cross-examining a criminal. That was enough to finally push Benedict over the edge.

But Cynthia wasn't moved by his anger—in fact, the mockery in her eyes deepened. She watched him as if she were merely an audience member, amused by his performance.

"Benedict, do you really take me for a fool?"

A flicker of panic flashed through Benedict's eyes, though he masked it quickly, forcing his features back into a scowl.

Cynthia found it almost funny.

Seven years together had made her an expert in reading his every twitch and gesture.

He thought he was hiding his feelings, but to her, he was an open book.

Benedict, catching the ridicule in her gaze, flushed with humiliation and anger.

"You—"

He barely got the word out before her phone rang, cutting him off.

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