Chapter 96 You Mean Nothing to Me
Dalton had intended to kiss Meryl on the lips, but she struggled and dodged him. She stomped on Dalton’s foot and raised her knee, aiming for his groin. He instinctively blocked with his hands, having to release his grip on Meryl. Taking advantage of the moment, Meryl slapped Dalton square in the face. Then, she quickly pressed the elevator button. But just as Meryl’s finger touched the number button, Dalton grabbed her from behind. He growled, “You went to the hospital with Ethan just to piss me off? And he even brought you home? Meryl, you’ve really outdone yourself!” Dalton had seen them just outside the company building. He saw Meryl get into Ethan’s Lamborghini, saw her driving Ethan’s car, and they were chatting and laughing all the way.
At that, Dalton felt an indescribable emotion welling up inside him. He couldn’t accept that Meryl, who had chased after him for seven years, had gotten together with another man in just a few days, and that man was his cousin. Dalton found it quite off-putting, like a bad taste that lingered in his mouth. He didn’t even bother with Lydia, made up an excuse to send her away, and drove after Meryl all the way here. Now, seeing Meryl alone, Dalton finally couldn’t hold back. He stared into Meryl’s eyes and questioned, “Is it because you chased after me for seven years and I never looked at you, so you got my cousin to act out this scene to get back at me?” “Who do you think you are? You mean nothing to me. I stopped loving you long ago. Is this even necessary?” she retorted. Dalton’s expression darkened even more. “Don’t think I’ll believe you just because you’re being stubborn. How can you say you don’t love me anymore?” Meryl snapped, “What else do you expect? Do you even know how ridiculous you are? People might think you’ve suddenly realized you love me.”
Just then, the elevator arrived with a ding, and she broke free from Dalton and walked out. In the meantime, Meryl thought mockingly, “Dalton’s already losing it? Wait until he discovers I’m marrying Chandler. He’ll be furious!” Dalton stepped out of the elevator and grabbed her wrist again. “Even if you’re not doing it to spite me, you can’t go on a blind date with Ethan! You know he and I don’t see eye to eye!” Meryl instinctively tried to pull away. But the commotion they caused was too loud, and the voice-activated lights in the hallway suddenly turned on. A few seconds later, the door behind them swung open. A broad beam of light streamed out from inside the apartment, piercing the dim corridor and illuminating Meryl’s face. Chandler was standing there in silk pajamas, his shirt slightly open with two buttons undone, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of his Adam’s apple. Through the light from inside, faint red marks could be seen on his skin under the pajamas, likely left by a woman. Meryl stopped in her tracks, surprised to see Chandler at home, and was momentarily confused. She pondered, “Dalton and Lydia haven’t had their wedding yet. If it gets out that Chandler and I are together and living together, I’ll lose any moral high ground.” Dalton was also taken aback. He hadn’t expected the door to open suddenly and even less expected his uncle to be inside. He then tried to make sense of it, thinking, “Meryl was obviously going home, so…” When it sank in, Dalton stared at the two of them in shock. “You… You two… What’s going on?” Chandler’s gaze fell on Dalton’s hand, which was gripping Meryl’s wrist. Chandler’s temples throbbed, and his eyes narrowed menacingly. “I should be asking you that. What are you two doing?”