Goodbye My Arrogant Ex (Marguerite and Leonard) novel Chapter 306

The truth was, Leonard still cared deeply about his family. If he didn’t, he wouldn’t have held on for this long. But it seemed like they’d never truly acknowledged his efforts. Everything he did was really just for his grandmother.

Now, with Mrs. Murphy’s health declining so rapidly, he honestly didn’t know how much longer she would last. He suspected that once she was gone, the whole family would simply fall apart—maybe even tear each other to shreds as they fought over the pieces.

“Let’s go,” Marguerite said, her voice tight. She just wanted to get Leonard out of there as quickly as possible, away from the ugly faces and bitter words.

After they left, Leonard barely spoke on the drive home. He stared out the window, his shoulders tense, lost in thought. Marguerite could tell the family drama was weighing heavily on him. It used to be that just dealing with Aaron was exhausting enough, but now his father was back in the picture, making everything twice as complicated.

“Leonard,” Marguerite began softly, “I know things at home are a mess, and it feels like everyone’s against you. I’m worried too, even though I don’t know how to help. But if there’s anything you need me to do, just say the word. I’ll always be here for you. I hate seeing you so weighed down every day—especially with the company in such chaos.”

She hesitated, searching for the right words. “I know you’re hurting, and I can see how torn you are between your grandmother and all this. I know you’d walk away from the company if you could, but you can’t—not yet. Still, I believe everything will work out in the end. I believe in you, Leonard.”

Marguerite was never great at comforting people, but she wanted Leonard to know he wasn’t alone. If nothing else, she would be his support, his anchor.

The real problem, she thought, was how Leonard’s place in the family had changed. If it were the old days, he wouldn’t have let anyone push him around. But now, he barely had a place in this house at all.

Leonard finally turned to her and spoke, his voice steady but gentle. “Honestly, I don’t care about the rest of them. I’m only doing this for Grandma. If they try to force my hand, I’ll deal with them. You don’t have to worry about me, Marguerite. Please, don’t let my problems drag you down. I promise I’ll handle it.”

Deep down, Leonard was grateful—at least there was still someone in his corner. But he didn’t want her to carry his burdens, not if he could help it.