Chapter <b>7 </b>
Garrett called me right back.[]
I answered.
I was looking for someone to tear into anyway, and here he was, delivering himself right to me.[]
The second he picked up, Garrettunched in: “Sutton<b>, </b>just swallow your pride and apologize to Tiana, and we can put this whole thing behind us.‘
“We’ve been together three years. Don’t you love me anymore?“]
“Can’t you just take one for the team here? For me?“||
“Why can’t you see the bigger picture?!“]
His shameless bullshit made meugh bitterly.]
“Garrett, what kind of animal are you exactly?“]
“Why the hell should I take anything for you?“[]
“A man who can’t even protect his own girlfriend, who just stands there while she gets verbally abused–you think I could ever respect you after that?“]
“Take one for the team? What makes you think you’re worth it?“]
“God, I was so fucking blind before!“]
With that, I hung up on him.]
I was covered in scratches and cuts from the ss shards–over a hundred wounds, big and small.[]
My forehead and face were scraped up too.[]
Luckily, none of the cuts were deep enough to scar.]
So I was discharged the next evening.]
Garrett tried calling to harass me a few more times, but I blocked his ass.
Because I suddenly realized–what’s the point of wasting words on garbage?]
Any man who’d drug his fiancée and orchestrate a gang rape while filming it–he was worse than an animal.[]
I had the housekeeper start packing for my trip overseas.]
But I never expected Garrett to show up at my door with his grandmother, the ckwell family matriarch.[]
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The old woman squinted at me with those calcting eyes, dropping her usual sweet grandma act to demand: “Sutton, I hear you want to break off the engagement?“|[]
I knew why she was here, so I cut straight to it: “Mrs. ckwell<b>, </b>I’m not breaking an engagement. I’m dumping Garrett.“[]
I still had enough respect for her age not to call her grandson an asshole to her face.[]
“Don’t you think you owe us an exnation for injuring my grandson?” she pressed, her voice dripping with threats.]]
“Sutton, I know your family has money and power, but your roots are overseas.“]
“Here in the States, you don’t know anyone who matters.“]
“With the injuries you gave Garrett and Tiaha, one disability assessment and I can have you locked up for years!“]]
“Take my advice–know when to bow your head.“[]
“Go apologize t Tiana, then start nning your wedding.“]]
Garrett actually tried to grab my hand, chiming in: “Sutton, just apologize. One apology and this all goes away.“]]
I jerked my hand away, sneering: “Ab–so–lute–ly not!“]
“Garrett, go spend your life with that purebred bitch!“]
Mrs. ckwell frowned. “Sutton, apologize and I’ll treat you like my own granddaughter. Otherwise-“]]
Her threat was cut off by a cold voice.
“Otherwise what?”
My brother walked in with two assistants.]
Seeing him<b>, </b>Mrs. ckwell’s frown deepened, but she still bowed slightly: “Mr. Marshall, perfect timing. Please talk some sense into your sister.”
“Our families are at a critical stage of asset restructuring. No need <i>to </i>blow everything up over something so trivial.“]
“Youngdies need to learn when to be practical.“]
My brother smiled. “Well, Mrs. ckwell, you came at a perfect timing too, saved me a trip. This engagement is off. No further discussion needed.”
“As for your threats about police andwsuits?” His eyes turned ice cold: “You’re wee to try.“[]
“Like you said, my family has some overseas connections.“[]
“Wouldn’t be too hard for me to sacrifice a few hired guns to wipe out your entire bloodline.“]
Mrs. ckwell’s face went ashen, her lips trembling as words failed her.[]
Garrett quickly jumped in: “Mr. Marshall, my grandmother is just upset and speaking rashly. Please don’t take it to heart.“]
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“Sutton and I just had a small disagreement.“]]
“We’ve been together three years, after all.“]]
“Sutton loves me–you know that.“[]
“Really, if she’d just apologize, everything would be fine. I promise I’ll cut ties with those people and take Sutton overseas to live.”
He approached me again, practically begging: “Sutton, please. I swear if you just give in this once, I’ll do whatever you want forever.”
“Sutton, I’ll get on my knees! Please!“[]
And incredibly, Garrett actually clutched his wounded stomach and dropped to his knees in front of everyone.[]
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