When Two Winters Met (Henrietta and Yosef) novel Chapter 13

Matteo suddenly felt a surge of anxiety. "Henrietta, what… what are you trying to say?"

Henrietta looked at his face, and for a fleeting moment, memories of their past flashed through her mind. She used to think he was passionate and cheerful, someone who loved fiercely and stood up for what was right, a man of integrity.

But now, believing he had reached a new height of power, his righteousness had curdled into pettiness, his integrity into a vengeful streak. The drivers had ignored him, and his first impulse was to flex his newfound authority and have them fired.

"Exactly what it sounds like," Henrietta said, rising to her feet. She turned to get back into the car. "There is no engagement today. This is just my birthday party."

"Wait!" Matteo grabbed her arm. "What is this all about?"

Henrietta turned back, her expression impassive. "It means we're over. There's no engagement. From now on, we go our separate ways."

"Over…" Matteo was utterly stunned. It was a colossal blow.

Breaking up with someone on their engagement day was shocking enough. But to be dumped moments after discovering his girlfriend was a billionaire heiress? It was like being struck by lightning on a clear day.

"Why?" Matteo reached for her again. "Why are we breaking up? Henrietta, what's wrong?"

Henrietta sidestepped his touch, her eyes meeting his directly. "Why? Don't you already know the answer to that?"

The question hit Matteo with a wave of guilt. How could a guilty man not feel a pang of fear?

"I…" He faltered.

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