The Abandoned Wife Dumped Him First (Victoria and Elias) novel Chapter 374

Her subtle act of defiance did not escape Elias's notice.

Elias's face darkened. His outstretched hand remained in mid-air, showing no sign of being withdrawn.

He had gone to great lengths to arrange this skydiving trip, and he thought she would at least be a little happy.

But he never expected that not only was she not surprised, she was actively resisting.

One frustration after another acted like kindling on the fire of his long-suppressed anger, which now threatened to erupt at any moment.

The veins on his temples bulged slightly, and his chest rose and fell with more intensity.

Hadn't she been the one who wrote that she wanted to go skydiving with him?

And now that he had meticulously prepared it, she acted like it meant nothing?

Elias looked down at her, the anger inside him about to overflow.

How dare she refuse! Without his permission, what right did she have to defy him?!

Fine. Very fine. She wanted to run, did she? He wouldn't let her.

With that thought, Elias shot his arm out, grabbed Victoria's wrist, and, without another word, began dragging her towards the open door.

The wind rushing at them grew more intense.

Realizing what Elias was about to do, Victoria twisted her wrist, trying to break free. She didn't care if he could hear her or not as she blurted out angrily:

"Elias, are you crazy? I'm not jumping!"

Her voice was torn apart by the wind. Elias could only see her lips moving, unable to hear what she said.

But even so, he could see the growing resistance in her wide eyes.

His heart felt as if it were being squeezed by a tangled mess of rope—stifled, anxious, and utterly miserable.

He had humbled himself for her these past few days. What more could she possibly want?!

Victoria caught the fury in the man's eyes, and her heart trembled. A glance at the endless drop below sent a shiver down her spine.

The fierce wind still raged behind them. For some reason, as Elias looked at her, that feeling of her being untouchable grew stronger.

His breath hitched, and even swallowing became difficult.

He tightened his arm around her, let go of her wrist, and gently covered her eyes with his hand. He rested his chin on the top of her head, shielding her from the biting wind.

After a long moment.

His throat bobbed as he finally voiced the words that had been weighing on his heart.

He said, "Victoria, I'm sorry."

Sorry for mercilessly hanging up on her call for help.

Sorry for breaking his promise and protecting Genevieve in the end.

Sorry for two years of neglect and coldness.

Sorry…