Unwilling Trophy Wife (Serena and Victor) novel Chapter 108

Chapter 108

Victor was restlessly chewing on his vegetables, i

stealing occasional glances at Albert

This oppressive silence made Victor’s hand holding the cullery go stift, and he couldn’t even taste the food.

The silence at the dining table lingered for a while before Albert said, “You should set a wedding date with Regina

Victor froze. He looked up, frowning deeply. “I’ve said I don’t want to marry her”

Albert’s face darkened, and his tone grew harsher. “This isn’t up to you.”

Victor put downs his cutlery, staring straight at Albert.

“Dad, I didn’t want to divorce Serena, but you forced her to leave. Now you’re pushing me to marry someone else. What on earth are you thinking? If she hadn’t been forced to go, things would be so much simpler now,” he said.

Albert’s face turned livid. He slammed his cutlery on the table and said forcefully, “What’s done is done. Don’t bring up Serena again. You have only two

he table and a choices now”

His gaze was sharp and cold, like a judgment. “Lither remarry Serena or marry Regina.”

Victor stood up angrily. “Dad, you don’t care about my feelings at all. Since I was a kid, you’ve arranged everything for me, and now you’re controlling my marriage. Have you ever thought about what I actually want!”

Albert gave a cold snort, his eyes sharp and disdainful. “Your position doesn’t allow you to indulge your emotions. Everything about you must prioritize family interests.”

Victor’s chest heaved violently, but his gaze shifted from stubbornness to disappointment. “You’re right, but there are some things I won’t compromise

On

Albert laughed out of anger, his hands trembling slightly. “You’d better remember what you said today and not regret it.”

Victor looked at his father’s trembling hands but said nothing, then resolutely let Powell Manor. The moment the gate slammed shut, the living room fell into silence, leaving only Albert’s deep and heavy breathing.

Victor drove away from Powell Manor in a rage. He irritably rubbed his forehead, almost flooring the gas pedal. As he neared Powell Villa, he caught a familiar figure by the roadside out of the corner of his eye. It was Eliza.

Victor thought, ‘Why is she hero? What’s she doing standing by the road alone at this hour? A surge of worry hit him, and he instinctively slowed down. Eliza seemed to be arguing with a man

He parked by the roadside and took a few steps closer, then heard the man demand harshly, “What will it take for you to come back with me?”

“It’s not the right time yet,” Eliza shrank her shoulders, instinctively taking a step back. She dared not look the man in the eye. “I can’t go back with you”

The man sneered. “You ran off with Oliver

Suddenly, there was the sound of footsteps. Eliza suddenly turned her head, and when she saw Victor, her face instantly turned even paler. She instinctively stepped sideways to block the man.

“Just go,” Eliza urged in a low voice. “We’ll talk about it later.”

The man seemed about to say something more, but Eliza cut him off sharply. “Go, don’t make me say it again!” She almost pushed uneman away with all her strength.

The man gave her a bitter look before finally leaving. Era let out a sigh of relief

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Chapter 108

Victor quickened his pace but only saw the man hurty around the corner and disappear

“Ellie, what’s going on? Who was that man just now? Victor asked

Eliza bit her lowes lip, her hands twisting together nervously, her heart pounding with anxiety. She tried to force a twisted smile. I’m fine a_, a friend”

She swallowed nervously, praying inwardly, Please tell me Victor didn’t hear our conversation. Please don’t let him hurve if he’d heard those words explanation would work.

Her stammering was obvious evidence of lying. Victor felt suspicious, but he didn’t press further. He turned toward the car and said coldly, “Come on, let’s go home.”

Eliza followed closely behind, her heart in turmoil.

Back at Powell Villa, Victor tossed the car keys

ays onto the low table in the foyer. “It’s late. I still have some work to deal with. You go to bed first be cald, then went straight upstairs to the study.

The loud slam of the study door made Eliza finch,

Victor sat in the study chair, leaning his head back against the chair, the light casting a cold shadow on his profile.

Feeling overwhelmed, he reached up to undo the top button of his shirt.

a cigarette, but hesitated before lighting it, eventually putting it back in the box.

He casually took

k out a ci

With his hands braced on the desk, a thin layer of sweat formed on his palms. Victor couldn’t help but rest his forehead on the cold desktop, trying to calm himself.

“Serena…” he whispered the name, his emotions suddenly turning complex,

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