Goodbye My Arrogant Ex (Marguerite and Leonard) novel Chapter 90

Benjamin, already unsteady on his feet, toppled face-first onto the ground after taking the punch, looking utterly defeated and disheveled.

Just the sight of this man filled the whole family with hatred. Hogan, seizing the opportunity, decided today was the perfect time to give Benjamin a lesson he’d never forget.

He hadn’t been sitting idle during his time away, either. For weeks now, Hogan had been working behind the scenes—discreetly pulling strings, sabotaging Benjamin’s business. The company Benjamin once managed had become nothing more than an empty shell, and no one in town wanted to do business with him anymore.

Hogan orchestrated all of it. He’d never allow anyone to hurt his sister, especially not a man who’d betrayed her.

To everyone’s surprise, Benjamin didn’t argue back. Instead, he straightened his shoulders and stumbled forward, resolute.

“I know I wronged Marguerite. I know you all despise me. Today, let me make it up to you—hit me, take it all out on me!” he pleaded, his voice cracking. “If it means Marguerite will forgive me, I’ll do anything. Even if you want my life—I’d give it willingly!”

Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, bright against his skin, but he was too numb from the alcohol to feel a thing. Crawling forward, he knelt at the family’s feet, begging them to hit him again, as if pain might somehow buy him redemption.

“Stop hitting him,” Marguerite said coldly, her expression unmoved. “He has nothing to do with us anymore. What’s the point? Getting your hands dirty over him?”

She turned away, her tone icy. “Let’s go. If he wants to stay out here all night, let him. It’s his choice.”

Marguerite spared Benjamin a final, indifferent glance before heading inside and pulling the door shut behind her.

“Marguerite, wait—” he started.

She cut him off, her voice as steady as steel. “I told you, we’re not stooping to his level. If he wants to stand out there and prove his sincerity, let him. I see it. But I’ll never take him back. You don’t have to worry about that.”

There was no room for doubt in Marguerite’s words—no hint of anger, no sign she was acting on impulse. She was clear-headed, determined to put as much distance between herself and Benjamin as possible.

“If you keep loitering outside my house, Benjamin, I promise you—your company will be bankrupt in three days. You have my word,” Hogan warned, his tone icy. “From now on, stay away from my sister. If I see you here again, I won’t go easy on you next time.”

Hogan never showed mercy to anyone who hurt his family. Normally, he was a gentle soul—patient, polite, always the gentleman. But tonight, everything had changed.