The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

Chapter 1053
Blake suddenly became angry. She looked into Kevin’s eyes and demanded, “What do you mean I lack basic decency? Kevin,
look at me. Do you actually have feelings for me, or is this all just an act?”
Kevin remained silent, but his eyes betrayed him. Blake’s heart plummeted with the realization.
She had a bittersweet smile on her face. She sank onto the bed, resignation in her posture. She said, “I should’ve known.
Someone like you with someone like me... it was never going to work, was it? Was there
an ulterior motive from the start?”
Shakily, she asked, “What do you want from me, Kevin? I know you don’t really care, but I have feelings too. I don’t toy with
people’s feelings like you do.”
Tears brimmed in Blake’s eyes as she stared at the unresponsive Kevin. His usual decisiveness now
appeared cold and indifferent.
‘Even if Kevin was using me, couldn’t he at least pretend? Just saying ‘I like you’ would’ve been enough. But he didn’t even do
that... Maybe he really likes Ms. Parker.’ Blake’s thoughts raced with hurt and
confusion.
“Leave, Kevin. I’m clearly just a tool for you. You can’t even pretend to care,” Blake said, her voice laced
with pain.
Kevin, typically so in control, seemed to falter. He said, “Your resignation will not be accepted. You’ll become a permanent
employee, with triple the salary. That’s all you need to know.”
Then, he left abruptly, leaving his wallet on the table.
“Get out! The further away, the better!”
In a mix of anger and hurt, Blake hurled something at the door as it closed behind Kevin.
Outside, Kevin and Liam passed each other silently, tension in the air. Liam’s gaze followed Kevin, and he

commented, “She deserves better.”
Kevin rode down the elevator and exited the building, his face turning away. He felt the heaviness of the
moment as he walked to his car/
He drove through the empty streets, his mind swirling with thoughts and emotions, ‘So she knew everything. She wasn’t
supposed to be part of this, but she’s the key. Only she could lower Cecilia’s guard,”
Kevin stopped on the roadside. He was so consumed by his inner turmoil that the cigarette in his hand was forgotten. The cold
morning breeze wafted through his car, stirring him from his thoughts.
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He glanced at his watch and realized it was already 9:30 a.m. The morning light cast long shadows, mirroring the complexity of
his feelings in that moment.