The Wife He Forgot to Marry (Winona and Yule) novel Chapter 293

Caught off guard, Winona lost her balance and hit the ground hard. A sharp, piercing pain flared up from her knee.

Ignoring the sting, she scrambled to her feet and limped forward as quickly as she could to put distance between herself and the building.

She grabbed a cab home. On the ride, her aunt sent her a text: *"Winona, Yulen called me today. He said he was going to pick you up after work and take us out to dinner. I hung up without giving him an answer. I'm not sure if he's going to try and find you, so just be careful."*

Winona replied: *"Okay, got it."*

Her knee was throbbing; she needed to get back and clean the wound immediately.

Limping into the elevator, she hit her floor button. Her mind wandered to her past with Yulen Locke, and a sudden wave of irony washed over her. She had moved on a long time ago. Yet he somehow still believed their relationship was salvageable. His arrogance was truly boundless.

When she reached her front door, she was just about to punch in her code when Yulen's voice called out from behind her.

"Winona."

Her hand froze over the keypad. She hadn't expected him to track her down this fast.

Winona turned around to face him. He looked even more smug and self-assured than before, his eyes practically gleaming with arrogant confidence.

Yulen stepped forward, a bouquet of yellow roses in his hands, flashing a triumphant smile. "Thank you for all the help you gave me before. I managed to secure investments from several major corporations in the capital, along with a massive government-backed medical project. It's all thanks to you."

Because of the initial projects with the Powell and Scully Groups, he had managed to network his way into elite circles in the capital, and his business had been skyrocketing ever since.

He had even been awarded Riverton's Outstanding Young Entrepreneur Award this year. He was on top of the world.

Life was much happier when you played dumb. Why couldn't she grasp such a simple concept?

His recent trip to the capital had taught him a lot. Many of the executives he had drank with had imparted their "wisdom" to him: as long as a man provided enough financial comfort, a woman would never bear to leave. Once a woman got used to a life of luxury, she would never settle for a poor man. Over time, they would learn to play the fool and pretend they didn't see their husbands having a little fun on the side.

It had been a profound revelation for him. Now that his career was booming, throwing a little extra money at Winona to keep her sweet was no big deal.

Yulen smiled and smoothly changed the subject. "Today is a day for celebrating. Let's not ruin the mood with depressing talk. I've booked a table at the Jubilee Restaurant. Let's go pick up your aunt, your grandmother, and your cousin."

Winona couldn't believe his sheer audacity. His skin was thicker than a bank vault.

She sneered. "Take Tallulah and her family to eat. My family and I don't have time to entertain you."