Captive Hearts: The Tycoon's Ugly Bride novel Chapter 77

Chapter 77 No One's Stopping You

Faced with Brendon's puzzled expression, Blanche spoke in a strained voice, "I'm sorry, but I'm already married."

She looked down to see a few goldfish squirming. With a final desperate leap, they ended up dead on the ground.

A pang shot through Blanche's heart. Those little lives had just been extinguished, and even though she didn't have feelings for Brendon, she still felt guilty.

"How can this be?" Brendon couldn't believe it. Blanche was married!

"Miss Bird specifically told me that you were single."

"Cathy told you I'm single?"

Blanche widened her eyes slightly, finally making sense of it all. That's why, at the orchard today, Cathy caught up with Brendon so quickly. She had been brewing a sinister plot all along, aiming to embroil Brendon with her, further arousing Louis' distaste for her.

What a cunning woman.

"I'm sorry. I was too abrupt. I've caused you a lot of trouble."

Every second was unbearably awkward. The only woman he had ever been attracted to was already taken. Brendon, feeling like someone had poured a bucket of cold water over him, apologized and left quickly.

Blanche bit her lip, watching Brendon's dejected departure.

Louis sneered, "If you can't bear to let him go, go after him. No one's stopping you."

"One more glance, and I'll miss him? I feel sorry for him, okay? He's such a bright and intelligent man, yet he was fooled by your dear sister. You think everyone is as cold-blooded as you."

Even though boys don't usually think as deeply as girls, they have their pride. Blanche was sure that this would be a big blow to Brendon.

With a 'bang', Louis shut the door.

Once back in his room, Louis carefully checked for any signs of disturbance but found none.

He stopped in his tracks, his gaze shifting towards the curtain that was slightly moving. He walked over quietly and yanked the curtain back, revealing an open window.

He was sure he had closed the window before he left.

The hotel was only five stories high, not too tall for a trained individual to climb.

It seemed that his uncle was still plotting against him, even from overseas.

Louis turned off the lights in the room, sat at the end of his bed, and quietly waited for Wilburn's henchmen to strike again.

After ten minutes of silence, something felt off. Louis furrowed his brows, thinking hard. After a few seconds, he swiftly got up, went outside, and knocked on Blanche's door.

Blanche had just gone to bed when she heard the knock. Sighing in resigned acceptance, she slowly got up and opened the door, revealing Louis standing there, a sight that left her utterly bewildered.

"What's the matter?"