Chapter 54 – His Second Chance Love: The Freezing Silence

I stood in front of his desk silently, watching him deal with work. Indeed, he looked hot when he was focusing on work.

“Put it down. I’ll sign it later.” As he was too focused, he didn’t realize it was me and ordered without looking up.

I remained standing without a word.

After a long while, he frowned and stopped typing. When he looked up and saw me, his expression darkened.

“What is it?” he asked icily.

“Anthony, we need to talk.” I had to explain to him about my so-called scandal with Nick.

He leaned back in his chair and arched a brow sarcastically. “Ms. Stanhope, you need to talk about work?” he inquired in a tone dripping with disdain.

He sounded completely distant.

I pursed my lips and wrung my hands together tightly. “Anthony, I can explain the rumor about Nick and me.”

“You slept with him?” He raised a brow and inquired coolly.

I didn’t quite understand it at first, but it quickly dawned on me what he was insinuating. “No!” I declared, my face was ashen.

“Ha!” he sneered loudly. “Sienna, do you think I’ll trust you?” he taunted.

“Anthony, at least give me a chance to explain, alright?” As both Nick and I didn’t explain the rumors, the matter had worsened by now.

Seemingly impatient, he pinched his forehead and looked at me. “Ms. Stanhope, you’re getting paid handsomely to work in Featherstone Corporation. Please do not waste your time discussing your private affairs with your employer.”

“Anth—”

“Ms. Stanhope,” he interrupted. “You should know that this isn’t the appropriate time to talk about this.”

I parted my lips to retort, but Joseph was walking toward us. He shot me a polite smile. “Ms. Stanhope, Mr. Featherstone is busy.”

He was asking me to leave.

I gazed at Anthony, who obviously didn’t want to continue this conversation.

Ignoring Joseph’s words, I asked, “Mr. Featherstone, when are you free, then? We really need to talk.”

He said nothing, but his expression grew thunderous.

Joseph immediately spoke, “Ms. Stanhope, if there’s nothing else, please leave at once!”

I knew he wouldn’t listen to me today, so I left his office. On my way out, I bumped into Jared.

He was holding some stuff in his hands. When he saw me coming out of Anthony’s office, he questioned, “Did you have a fight?”

I nodded in response.

Anthony had always been bad-tempered over the years. We might be a married couple, but I didn’t even know why he was mad this time.

“Here, your medicine. Remember to take them regularly back home.” Jared handed me a package. He glanced at Anthony’s office before telling me, “I’ve heard about the scandal. You should explain to him.”

He returned to his office while I went back to mine.

When it was finally time to get off work, I grabbed my bag and headed to the parking lot to wait for Anthony.

I spotted his black Jeep and stood beside it. It was my problem, so I had to explain everything to him clearly.

However, Anthony still hadn’t shown himself after an hour. The parking lot was practically empty by now. I thought he was working overtime.

To my utter surprise, Joseph showed up.

Joseph was taken aback when he saw me. “Ms. Stanhope, what are you doing here?” he questioned politely.

“Where is Anthony?” I demanded.

“He left with Mr. Quinn,” Joseph replied as he took out the keys from his briefcase.

I parted my lips in disbelief.

In the end, I shot him a smile. “Goodbye, then.”

Seriously, Anthony?

I drove back to the villa in a hurry. When I arrived, I pressed on the doorbell a few times before Mrs. Eriksen opened the door. Wiping her hands, she grinned. “You’re back!” She motioned for me to look inside.

I stepped inside and saw the man sitting on the sofa, reading the newspaper.

After changing into house slippers, Mrs. Eriksen went back into the kitchen. I sat down beside Anthony and waited patiently for him to finish reading the papers.

Anthony finally finished after some time. I gave him the fruit juice Mrs. Eriksen prepared. “Anthony, can we talk now?” I inquired.

He glanced at the fruit juice but didn’t take it. “Ms. Stanhope, what position are you assuming to talk to me?”

As he was so calm, I didn’t know what was going on in his mind.

I spoke after a brief pause, “Anthony, before we are officially divorced, I’m still Mrs. Featherstone.”

“Ha!” he sneered. “So you are aware that you’re still Mrs. Featherstone.”

I knew he was upset over the scandal, so I cajoled him in a gentle voice, “Nothing ever happened between Nick and me. The paparazzi made those stories up. Anthony, you know me well. I won’t do that.”

“So?” He rose to his feet. “Sienna, do you seriously think you can do whatever you please as you’re pregnant!”

His mockery was unbearable. Despite knowing Nick and I were innocent, he still acted this way just because he was livid at me.

Feeling a little aggrieved, I raised my voice at his figure. “I do whatever I please? What about you and Rylee? Did you forget what you did to hurt me?”

As he stopped in his tracks, I continued, “If Rylee hadn’t suffered from a miscarriage, I wouldn’t even be here. She’d be your wife by now.”

He glowered at me angrily. After a few exchanges, I wasn’t as afraid of him anymore. Before he could reply, tears rolled down my cheeks.

“Why are you glaring at me? Isn’t that the truth? I’m your wife. Do I deserve to be treated this way just because I love you? Spending my days waiting for you in this empty house?”

As I was sobbing profusely, he frowned and came to me. “You feel aggrieved?”

He reached out to wipe my tears away, but I stepped back out of his reach. “Why can’t I feel that way? Anthony, someone cooked up that scandal. You knew it well, but you changed the lock and even blocked my number.”

I was studying his expression carefully. When his face softened, I added, “Are you chasing me out of the Featherstone family? Accusing me of cheating on you? You don’t mind me marrying another man, do you? You are fine with your child calling another man his father?”

His expression soured. “Don’t you dare.”

I bit my lip and insisted. “You’re leaving me with no other choice! Fine, as long as you don’t regret your decision.”

With that, I spun on my heels and headed out. I had done everything that I could. If he refused to relent, I couldn’t force him, could I?

Suddenly, he grabbed my wrist and implored in a low voice, “Shouldn’t you have dinner before you leave?”

The anger in his voice had faded away. Mrs. Eriksen beamed and announced, “Dinner is ready. Come, eat up!”

Anthony brought me to the dining table and laid down my utensils. He then started eating politely.

The Featherstones never talked when they ate.

Mrs. Eriksen served me my soup. “You are in your first trimester, right? Have you gone for your check-up yet? Don’t get worked up too often. I’m only nagging you for your own good. Trust me—I’ve been there.”

I nodded and sipped on my soup, listening to her attentively.

Glancing at Anthony, I noticed he was enjoying his meal quietly and calmly.

After dinner, Mrs. Eriksen asked in concern, “Letty, are you getting cramps in your legs recently?”

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