Night of Destiny

“Is Harmony with you?”

“No, she’s gone to film. She’s not with me.”

“Has she seen those rumors on the internet?” Ezekiel inquired. Sera smiled and replied, “She probably has, but she doesn’t care. Don’t worry, Mr. Weiss.”

“I’m coming to explain it to her,” Ezekiel said before ending the call. Sera couldn’t help but glance at Harmony, who was filming, and wondered if Harmony could handle Ezekiel’s explanation.

In less than twenty minutes, Ezekiel’s car pulled over by the side of the road. He stepped out of the car with only his car keys and phone in hand and swiftly approached the set. Since everyone recognized him, no one impeded his progress.

Ezekiel entered the filming site and spotted the girl standing in the crowd, wearing a skirt. He patiently waited on the sidelines.

Sera approached him and greeted, “Mr. Weiss, you’ve arrived.”

Ezekiel’s gaze remained fixed on Harmony. He noticed her expression and couldn’t help but ask, “Has she been crying?”

“It’s a crying scene for her,” Sera explained.

Harmony looked up and saw Ezekiel standing on the set. Suddenly, she lost all composure. She said to the director, “Sir, I need a break.”

“Go ahead! Your boyfriend is here anyway,” the director replied.

Harmony went up to Ezekiel. Although she didn’t want to face him in this situation, what good would running away do? She had to confront the situation head-on one way or another.

Even if he did have an ambiguous relationship with his assistant, she would make it clear. She didn’t want to be the third wheel.

Ezekiel watched her approach. He was about to speak when Harmony said, “There’s a cafe over there. Let’s go sit down and have a proper chat.” Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

Ezekiel looked at her with concern and agreed, “Okay, I also have something to discuss with you.”

Harmony led the way, her mind filled with the images she had just seen. The assistant who had appeared at their door in the morning was clearly more dressed up than a typical assistant. Had she been too naive to realize that the assistant was dressing up for Ezekiel?

Ezekiel observed the girl walking ahead. He expected Harmony to be furious and bombard him with questions. However, reality proved to be the opposite. He saw a composed Harmony.

After entering the cafe, a server promptly approached to take their order. Harmony chose a secluded corner seat away from the crowd.

Ezekiel’s profound gaze focused on her face. “Harmony, did you see those pictures on the internet? Please, believe me, they were deliberately taken by someone with malicious intent. My assistant was merely leaning in to discuss work-related matters with me.”

Harmony nodded and replied, “Yes, I saw them. Actually, I don’t know you very well. You always seem mysterious to me. I was prepared for the possibility that you might have other women. It doesn’t matter. After all, in this society, everyone pursues their own needs.”

As Harmony spoke, Ezekiel across from her was taken aback. Her tone and expression seemed to indicate that she no longer wanted him.

“Harmony, you…” He looked at her in astonishment.

“Ezekiel, I’m grateful to have met you. You’ve provided me with great opportunities, and I willingly slept with you during this time. However, I can’t tolerate sharing a man with another woman. So… let’s part ways amicably Let’s not make it too difficult for each other. I’m a straightforward person, so if we’re breaking up, let’s just break up!”

Harmony wasn’t being open-minded; she was forcing herself to say these words that contradicted her true feelings. She didn’t want to pressure Ezekiel, who finally understood why Harmony hadn’t cried, made a scene, or questioned him. It was because she assumed that he and his assistant had something going on.

“Harmony, are you finished? Is it my turn to speak now?” Ezekiel asked gently.