Goodbye My Arrogant Ex (Marguerite and Leonard) novel Chapter 50

“She’s my girlfriend—how could she have nothing to do with me?”

“I’m warning you. From now on, stay away from him. If I ever see you near him again, I won’t hesitate to teach you a lesson—every single time.”

Hogan’s tone was calm, yet there was an unmistakable authority in his words.

Benjamin was shoved aside, and before he could gather his wits, the two of them were already walking away, their figures steadily shrinking in his line of sight. He stood rooted to the spot, trembling with rage, forced to watch helplessly as they disappeared into the distance.

“My dear sister, when did your taste in men get so bad?” Hogan finally had the chance to meet the man in question today.

“Alright, enough teasing,” Marguerite sighed, exasperated. “I know I messed up.”

The teasing faded, and a flicker of concern softened Hogan’s usually stoic face.

“This is my fault. If I’d paid more attention to you, maybe you wouldn’t have had to go through all this. I should have been there for you.” Guilt weighed heavily in Hogan’s voice.

“It was my own stubbornness that got me here. You’re not to blame,” Marguerite replied, warmth blooming in her chest. With Hogan around, she felt a rare sense of comfort and safety.

Just then, her phone chimed with a new message.

“I’ve reserved a table for you. Go straight there.”

A location was attached below the text.

Marguerite stared at her screen, suddenly unsettled by the uncanny accuracy. How did he always seem to know exactly where she was?

“Are you stalking me now?” she texted back.

“Looking after my fiancée is both my duty and my privilege,” Leonard replied, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

A faint smile curved Marguerite’s lips. She typed back, “Thank you.”

He’d always assumed Marguerite was just trying to get a reaction out of him, never once believing she might actually walk away for good. But seeing her with that man today—so well-dressed, so striking—Benjamin was suddenly overwhelmed by a sense of threat.

He couldn’t let them end up together. No matter what, he had to do something.

Leaving the airport, Benjamin headed straight for his office.

He’d barely arrived at the building when his phone rang. Fiona’s name flashed on the screen.

“Ben, I… I’m just so upset…”

Her voice was fragile, trembling from tears—she sounded utterly broken.

“Fiona, talk to me. What happened? Why are you crying? Did someone hurt you?”