I'm Sorry My Love Novel

Chapter 779 Can I Have Another Chance?

Zoe maintained an expressionless gaze as she retorted, "If you're unwell, go to the hospital. Don't try to create a

scene here."

However, the woman provocatively threw the necklace on the ground and responded, "You run a business here, yet

you seem afraid of your customers finding fault in your designs? If you're so sensitive, you might as well go home

and spare us the embarrassment."

Before Zoe could respond, Leanna swiftly approached the woman. She commanded, "Pick up the necklace." Yet,

the woman remained unfazed. She met Leanna's intense gaze, crossed her arms, and scoffed, "Who do you think

you are? Trying to show off? You're not even worthy—"

Before the woman could complete her sentence, Leanna grabbed a cup and mercilessly splashed the coffee in it

onto the woman's face.

"Ahhhhhhh—" The woman screamed frantically, her eyes widening in disbelief as the coffee dripped down from her

head. As she trembled with anger, she also instantly became the center of attention for the surrounding customers.

"You… you..." Her shock rendered her unable to form a complete sentence.

Nevertheless, Leanna maintained her composure in the face of the enraged woman and calmly stated, "I repeat.

Pick it up."

The woman glanced up, feeling the weight of all eyes upon her. It would be false to say that she wasn't

embarrassed. She tightly clutched her belongings in anger and attempted to leave.

Unfortunately, Zoe promptly blocked her path as soon as she took a step. "You made quite a scene earlier, but now

you choose to pretend to be deaf?"

Finally, the woman cursed at Zoe, "Y-You're a motherf*cker! I'm going to take this up to the authorities!"

Nevertheless, Leanna remained calm as she responded nonchalantly, "Sure, I'll be waiting for you, then." The

woman tried to leave, but her path was blocked from every direction. She clenched her teeth in frustration, quickly

squatted down, picked up the necklace, and threw it onto a nearby counter with a thud. Then, she briskly walked

away with her bag.

Leanna turned to the employees behind her. "Clean this up." The employees promptly responded. Some went to

fetch a mop while others tried to reassure the customers who had formed a circle around them.

Leanna pulled Zoe into the office, and as soon as they were alone, Leanna inquired, "Was that Brandon's ex?"

Zoe nodded lightly in response. "You bet. I didn't expect to see her here. I'm sorry, Leanna."

However, Leanna wasn't pleased that it was Zoe who apologized. "What are you apologizing to me for? Go and

clarify things with Brandon."

Zoe tightly pursed her lips in response to Leanna's mention of the matter. "Okay, I'll do it right away."

Leanna questioned, "Have you figured out what to say, though?"

"I..."

Leanna observed Zoe's hesitation and laid out a plan for her, saying, "Just explain what happened. Someone

recorded the incident, so send the video directly to Brandon without any additional comments. Don't waste your

time."

Zoe didn't want to waste time arguing with Brandon about the issue either, so she naturally agreed with Leanna's

plan. Therefore, she returned to her office, forwarded the video that Leanna had sent her to Brandon without any

additional message, and then set her phone aside to focus on her work.

About an hour later, as Zoe was preparing to leave with her photography equipment, Brandon appeared at the

entrance. Clearly, he had hurried over since he looked slightly flustered and anxious.

"Zoe, can we talk privately?" he requested.

Zoe briefly glanced at her phone and noticed many missed calls from him. He quickly pleaded with her as she did

not seem to show any emotions, "Just give me five minutes, please!"

She handed her belongings to her assistant upon hearing his plea and instructed, "Wait for me in the car."

Once the other staff members had left, Brandon hurriedly continued, "I'm really sorry about what happened today. I

never expected her to come looking for you. Zoe, I apologize on her behalf. I—"

Zoe interrupted him and questioned, "No need to apologize. I'm simply wondering how she found out about our

studio's address."

His face stiffened at her question, and since he didn't respond, she continued her criticism. "Since we've been

together, you should have met her multiple times. It seems like you shared everything with her."

"Yes..." he stammered and confessed. "We did meet a few times, but it's not what you think."

She shrugged indifferently. "Well, I suppose. It's just hard for you to let go of the past. You felt guilty, so you went to

accompany her—sitting together, chatting, having a drink, reminiscing about the past. I understand the pain of

unrequited love, but at the very least, you should respect me. I'm not a substitute for your lost love. By the way, the

sushi we had yesterday was God awful."

"Zoe—"

Once again, Zoe bluntly interrupted him, "There's a reason why your parents disapprove of you being with her.

Having someone like her at home would definitely create unrest in the family."

Her words seemed to strike a nerve that he frowned. "You don't have to put it so harshly."

She scoffed, "I don't recall your ex saying anything pleasant when she came to my studio."

"That's just how she is. Besides, you didn't suffer any loss. You spilled coffee on her."

Zoe wasn't surprised. She nonchalantly remarked, "She wasted no time complaining to you, it seems."

He responded, "I've already talked to her. I promise she won't come to your studio again. Zoe, please, I—"

"Just leave it at that. I don't want to deal with these senseless people anymore. Let's break up," she declared.

Brandon clearly didn't anticipate such a reaction from her, and his brows furrowed tightly. "I don't want to." Then he

softened his tone, "It was an accident. I promise I won't see her again, and she won't disturb you anymore."

Regardless, Zoe smiled, devoid of any emotion. "Let's part on good terms. You know how we got together in the

first place, and now it's clear that we're not compatible."

"Can you give me another chance?" he begged. "Besides, aren't we similar? I don't care about your past or that

you're still in contact with your ex, so—"

"So, I shouldn't mind that your ex came to my studio, caused a scene, and insulted me in front of everyone? She

even went as far as ruining my friend's design," she reprimanded as she continued where he left off.

"I already apologized to you, and I scolded her too. What else do you want me to do? I promise she won't appear in

front of you again."

Zoe let out a laugh as if she heard a joke. "The only reason you're reluctant to break up with me is because of your

parents, right? Using me as a shield so you can meet her without any pressure. You initially claimed not to mind my

past relationships, but it was just a way for you to get an easy out; if you don't mind mine, then I can't mind yours

either."

Brandon appeared to have more to say, but Zoe's patience had worn thin. She interrupted him, "Time's up.

Although we haven't spent a lot of time in the past months, you're not a terrible person. I genuinely hope we can

part ways amicably. I've dealt with my fair share of jerks, and frankly, I'm done. If you persist in bothering me, I'll

simply send that video directly to your parents."

He fell silent instantly, seemingly afraid of his parents discovering his ongoing contact with his ex. Zoe inwardly

scoffed, turned around, and swiftly got into the car.