Chapter 55 I Lost Her in the Shadows
Grayson's POV
I could understand if Quinn didn't trust me easily. Not only because of her past trauma, but also because I admitted the truth at the wrong time when there was a big conflict between us.
But if not now, I'm afraid there won't be a more right time. I'm afraid of losing the right momentum so Quinn completely loses her trust in me. Therefore, I put my ego aside, tried to believe that she wasn't betraying me, and confessed that she was my fated mate.
Unfortunately, Quinn's reaction was exactly as I had imagined. Instead of believing me, she thought I was lying because she thought I was holding her back.
Although the first attempt failed to convince her, I didn't want to give up. So I chased after her. I ran out of the arena because it turned out Quinn wasn't here either.
Damn it! I forgot something. So I went back to the restroom and picked up all the pieces of the paper I had torn up earlier. I wet the paper and crumpled it into a ball before throwing it in the trash.
After that, I went out again. Now I couldn't smell Quinn anymore. Even Ace didn't know which way Quinn had gone.
Damn it! Fuck! Goddammit it!
This was all because of Kelly's appearance. It seemed like she deliberately wanted to destroy my life. Not in the past, not in the present, she really enjoyed doing things that made me suffer. Because if she hadn't appeared now, I'm sure my mom wouldn't have found out about Quinn and sent those bastards to harass her.
I'm sure this series of events happened because my mom already knew Kelly was coming back, so she wanted to get rid of Quinn before she came to our house. Unfortunately, her plan failed because I saved Quinn just before the tragedy happened. And now, because my mom’s plan to get rid of Quinn didn't work, Kelly took action.
Damn it!
I tried calling Quinn, but my call was rejected. And when I tried again, her phone was turned off.
Alright, now there are two places I’m sure Quinn is using to hide from me. Either her flat or the hospital where Dylan is being treated. So I quickly grabbed my car and headed there.
Unfortunately, on the way to my first destination, the hospital where Dylan was being treated, I had to stop because I accidentally bumped into another car. Which ended up being bad because it caused a traffic jam.
I couldn't get away, because the police had already arrived and I had to take responsibility. So I spent several hours at the police station sorting everything out with my lawyer.
I completely wasted my time, and I was mad at myself. If only I had been more patient earlier, I wouldn't have hit another car and could have saved my time for other things. And maybe I would’ve met Quinn.
Unfortunately, because of my own carelessness, I couldn't find Quinn at the two places I had thought of earlier.
Quinn isn't at Dylan's hospital, and she's not at her flat either. Dylan has been discharged, and the building owner informed me that Quinn has terminated her lease. Even all of Quinn's belongings in the flat have been completely cleared out.
At this point, I’m sure Quinn didn’t do all of this alone. It’s impossible to do multiple things in just a few hours.
And the only person who could help Quinn right now was Owen. I was absolutely sure of that. Because when I went back to the arena, Owen wasn't at the management office either. He had disappeared along with Quinn.
Damn it! Owen must’ve had a bad influence on Quinn. He probably stirred up Quinn's emotions until she became this angry. Fuck! I should’ve gotten rid of that guy from the start. Owen is just like Kelly, who wants to destroy my relationship with Quinn.
I screamed as loud as I could in this now empty rink. I released all my pent-up anger by hitting the puck into the goal net over and over again until my hands went numb. Not stopping there, I also broke my stick into three pieces.
Only then did I feel the ache and finally collapse on the rink.
I tried to control my ragged breathing. This was the first time I’d been this angry. Even my anger ten years ago when Kelly left me wasn’t this intense.
Here I found Quinn, and here I lost Quinn.
If only I could see the future, I wouldn't have done the stupid thing that made Quinn leave me. I would’ve avoided the misunderstanding that made Quinn lose trust in me. I would’ve... ah, fuck! I would’ve done anything to keep Quinn by my side!
I closed my eyes. It felt like my head and body were about to explode. Maybe if I can't meet Quinn tomorrow, I'll really end up like that.
“Grayson.”
Damn it, that woman again.
I hear the sound of ice skates getting closer until they finally stop next to my ear. Without opening my eyes, I already know it's Kelly.
"I looked for you at your house and your penthouse, but you weren't there. Then I remembered a place you always go to when you're upset, and sure enough, you were here. You still like to calm yourself down here."
“Fuck! Stop acting like you know everything, Kelly. I’ve changed a lot. Everything you knew before is gone. And damn it, you went to my penthouse? Did you go inside too?”
“No, I just pressed the bell, and since there was no answer, I left.”
Now even here feels restless since Kelly came. So I got up. I brought my broken stick with me.
“Grayson, wait.”
I kept walking, not wanting to respond to Kelly's request. But what she said next really made my anger reach its peak.
"I want you to know that my parents have given their permission. They agree if we date, get engaged, or even get married."