Goodbye My Arrogant Ex (Marguerite and Leonard) novel Chapter 173

“Leonard!”

Marguerite bristled at the suggestion she should drop her work. She loved what she did, poured herself into her field, and took pride in pushing her own limits. No one was going to stop her from becoming the best version of herself.

The patents she was currently working on were proceeding smoothly, and she’d already begun developing new concepts. She believed, with absolute certainty, that she was only going to get better.

“Alright, alright, whatever you’re working on, I support you,” Leonard said, his tone gently exasperated. “But if you’re not feeling well today, come home. Don’t force yourself to keep working—it’s not like everything needs to be finished in a day. Your health comes first.”

He hesitated, then added, “It got late last night, and I didn’t get a chance to say everything I wanted. But I need to make this clear: from now on, no more drinking. You know you can’t hold your liquor, and besides, what does it look like for a young woman to be out drinking with others?”

“Today, I arranged for a driver to be with you. If there wasn’t someone there to look out for you, I’d never be able to relax.”

Leonard always worried about her. He wanted nothing more than to keep the woman he loved safe, to shelter her from anything that might hurt her.

“I know, I know. Okay, I’m hanging up now.”

Marguerite couldn’t help but think Leonard was getting more and more long-winded. Wasn’t he the quiet type before? He’d hardly talk to anyone, and now, with her, he just wouldn’t stop.

Still, deep down, she felt a gentle warmth. She knew he truly cared.

After ending the call, Marguerite headed into her studio. Her head still throbbed a little from last night’s wine, but there was work to be done. The next round of patents was already in preparation—she couldn’t afford to delay any further.

Evening fell.

Engagement?

“But didn’t you say before that things had only just stabilized? Wouldn’t getting engaged now have a negative impact on you? Honestly, I’m not in a rush. We’re both busy with work right now—there’s no harm in waiting a little longer.”

Marguerite’s concerns were all for him. She wasn’t anxious about their relationship; she felt secure and knew that what they had was solid.

So, no matter when it happened, she was fine with it.

“I don’t want to wait anymore,” Leonard said, a hint of impatience in his voice. “We’ve been planning this for so long, and to me, it already feels overdue.”

He could hardly stand the thought of postponing it any further. Marguerite would never really understand just how much he wanted to marry her—or how long he’d been waiting for this moment.