Obedience No More He's the One I Deserved novel Chapter 351

**Chapter 351: Get Out**

In the back seat of the sleek black Cayenne, Ethan sat with his eyes shut tight, although slumber eluded him.

The silence was deafening, punctuated only by the faint hum of the engine and the distant sounds of the bustling city outside. There had been no word about Dawn, and the gnawing anxiety in his chest made it impossible to relax. Yet, he believed that even a moment of stillness might sharpen his focus, so he kept his eyes closed, battling the tumult of his thoughts.

The car surged forward, splashing water from the puddles that littered the street, sending droplets high into the air like tiny diamonds.

In the span of just a few days, the fervor surrounding Ethan and Roxanne’s engagement had fizzled out, eclipsed by the more pressing mystery of Dawn’s disappearance. Attempts to bury the story had faltered miserably; reporters had set up camp outside both their companies, cameras poised, eager for any scrap of information they could latch onto.

As the vehicle came to a halt, the sound of camera shutters clicking echoed ominously nearby, like the snapping jaws of a predator.

Tony, sitting in the front, furrowed his brow but chose to disregard the media frenzy, turning his attention to Ethan instead. “Boss, we’ve arrived,” he announced, his voice steady yet laced with concern.

Ethan opened his eyes, bloodshot and weary, as a flicker of determination ignited within them. He stepped out of the car, each stride deliberate and unwavering, radiating an aura of steely resolve.

Making his way upstairs, he burst into the general manager’s office with a force that sent the door crashing against the wall, bouncing back slightly as if startled by his entrance.

Roxanne, seated at her desk, instinctively looked up, her gaze locking with his cold, piercing stare. The air between them crackled with tension, and she felt a shiver run down her spine. Instinctively, she raised a hand, as if to shield herself from the intensity of his presence.

“You—who gave you permission to come in here? Get out!” she demanded, her voice shaky but defiant.

“Get out?” Ethan echoed, a chilling laugh escaping his lips. There was no hint of warmth in his eyes as he advanced toward her. “I’m not here to leave; I’m here to ask questions. If you can’t provide answers, I might just decide to leave you in the dark.”

Roxanne’s heart raced, her mind darting to the door behind him, weighing her chances of escape. But deep down, she knew there was no hope. Even if she made a break for it now, he had a thousand ways to corner her.

Taking a deep breath, she fought to steady herself. “I already told you everything I know. I called Dawn to find out why she didn’t show up. Doesn’t she care about you?”

Ethan’s expression momentarily shifted, a flicker of vulnerability flashing in his eyes. Roxanne seized the moment, letting out a sharp laugh that cut through the tension. “So that’s it. Ethan, she left you!”

His pupils darkened, a storm brewing behind his gaze.

“Roxanne, you understand exactly what I need to hear from you,” he stated, his voice low and dangerous.

“I… I don’t know!” she stammered, her bravado faltering as her eyes darted around the room.

Their gazes clashed once more, and for a moment, she held her ground, refusing to back down.

Desperation seeped into her voice. “I know why you agreed to this engagement. But I have nothing more to say. If you truly have the guts, go find out for yourself.”

“And if I do?” Ethan challenged, his tone icy.

Roxanne smirked defiantly. “Even if you uncover something, Dawn is gone. You won’t be able to bring her back.”

Ethan’s frown deepened, shadows darkening his features. “How dare you speak so flippantly? Are you so certain I won’t take action against you? Or that you won’t end up in my grasp?”

“Why wouldn’t I be afraid?” she shot back, her voice trembling as tears threatened to spill from her eyes.

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