Ch. 4010: Married At First Sight Chapter 4010
Chapter 4010
The employees of Duâs Group couldnât help but feel conflicted about Evan York. At first, when he pursued their Vice President Abby Du, it seemed genuine. But just as Abby began to open her heart to him, Evan abruptly confessed that he didnât love her. Instead, he turned his attention to someone else, only to fail in that pursuit and come crawling back to Abby.
To many, his behavior was nothing short of insulting.
What did Evan think of Vice President Du? Did he see her as some sort of backup plan?
Abby wasnât just anyone. She was the cherished niece of the chairman, the beloved sister of the company president, and one of the most prominent figures in the Du familyâone of the wealthiest families in Huyoniville. As the second daughter of the influential Du clan, Abby had no shortage of suitors. She didnât need to tolerate such half-hearted devotion.
But Evan wasnât concerned about what others thought of him. He stood by the company entrance, eyes glued to every car that drove out, determined not to miss Abby if she passed by.
For half an hour, he carefully inspected every vehicleâchecking license plates, peering insideâbut Abbyâs car never appeared.
Was she still in the building? Or had she skipped work that afternoon?
Evan decided to reach out. He sent Abby a text, but there was no reply. When he called, she picked up briefly, curtly saying, âIâm busy,â before hanging up.
Her WhatsApp Moments, once a window into her life, were now impenetrable. She had allowed him to add her back as a contact but kept him blocked from seeing her updates. While his sister-in-law and others could view her posts, Evan was left in the dark, unable to glean even the smallest hint of her whereabouts.
Desperate for answers, he turned to the security staff at the front desk.
âExcuse me, Security brother, did Vice President Du come into the office this afternoon?â Evan asked, leaning into the security booth.
The guard raised an eyebrow and smirked. âWhat did you call me? Security brother? Listen, Iâm just a doorman. I donât keep tabs on the vice president. I donât know where she is, and even if I did, I wouldnât tell you.â
The guardâs tone turned colder. âDonât you have her number? Call her yourself. Why are you asking me?â
Evan pressed his lips together, taken aback by the guardâs bluntness. But he couldnât argue. He knew all too well that Abby had given strict instructions: Evan York was not to be allowed into the building without her explicit consent.
Even if it were freezing outside, even if he stood there shivering in the wind, he was to be denied entry.
Everyone at the company knew about Evanâs history with Abby. They didnât sympathize with him. Abbyâs orders were carried out without question.
Feeling thoroughly dismissed, Evan muttered, âThanks,â before stepping back.
He dialed Abbyâs number again, and once more, the call went unanswered. Not ready to give up, he sent her another message.
Evan: Are you still working? Were you at the office this afternoon? Iâm waiting for you at the entrance. Let me take you to dinner and a movie.
To emphasize his sincerity, he snapped a photo of the movie tickets he had bought and sent it along. Then, out of habit, he clicked on her WhatsApp Moments once more, only to be met with the same empty profile. The only thing visible was the landscape photo sheâd set as her cover image.
Evan sighed, his heart heavy.
When he first pursued Abby, she hadnât been so cold. She was warm, kind, and open to him. But that was before he had broken her heart.
He could still hear her words echoing in his mind: âYou were the first man I ever loved. The first man I ever thought about marrying. And then you told me you couldnât love me, that your heart belonged to someone else.â
He had shattered her trust and crushed her spirit. For Abby, that rejection wasnât just a rejection of loveâit was a rejection of her entire being.
Evan knew he was to blame for the distance between them now. And while he regretted every moment that led to this, he also knew that rebuilding what heâd broken wouldnât be easy.