My Billionaire Mom
Chapter 507

That's right, Chuck had not contacted Zelda before and after he went to Central City.

Zelda did miss him, but she had no choice but to devote herself to her career.

Apparently, she had already signed contracts at three places. These three places had started renovating and would start operating on the same day. She desired to expand her business, and her goal would be to open twenty more branches!

No matter what, Chuck still had some feelings for Zelda, so he felt guilty when he arrived at the office.

Zelda stood up and walked to the door. She locked it and then hugged Chuck, saying, "Don't refuse me. I just need a quick hug, just for a second."

She could not control her emotions since it had been too long. She felt heartbroken and miserable, as she thought that Chuck had forgotten her after not contacting her for such a long time. When Chuck showed up, all her emotions overwhelmed her again.

Chuck remained silent, the regret in his heart stirring. Zelda embraced him warmly and he could feel her heartbeat. He sighed. Zelda was indeed an exceptionally important woman in his life. She had a special space in his heart.

It was hard to describe his feelings for her, but he could never forget that memorable night in the car. "Sister Zelda..."

"Miss me? Tell me the truth," Zelda looked up at him, expectations flashing in her beautiful eyes.

"A little," Chuck answered her honestly.

"Only a little?" Zelda laughed. She was particularly satisfied with this answer.

It showed that she still owned a place in his heart, even though it was only a little. She didn't mind if it was just a small part.

She hugged him and whispered, "Let me listen to your heartbeat."

Chuck felt guilty. It was evident that he had not taken the initiative to contact Zelda for a long time. However, by doing this, he was cheating on Yvette as well.

He wanted to push her away, but he couldn't bear it. Zelda would definitely be sad if he did so.

"Your heart is beating faster, you little pervert," Zelda smiled at him.

He coughed and said, "Sister Zelda."

Zelda was incredibly beautiful that day. She wore a pair of jeans and a simple T-shirt. Although her outfit was simple, they looked perfect on her!

Zelda giggled, "Little pervert, what are you thinking about?"

This made Chuck cough even more.

"Alright, I shall stop making fun of you. Are you hungry? I'll make you something to eat first," She let go of him. She was content for being able to hug him. At the very least, Chuck didn't refuse her. This was progress in their relationship.

Chuck mentioned, "Yep, I brought two of my staff as well, Yolanda and Betty."

"Alright, then I guess I'll make a move first." Zelda sauntered to the door, but turned back and inquired with a smile, "Shall we eat first, or is there something else we need to do?"

Chuck coughed as he understood what she meant. He came here without an ulterior purpose. He just wanted to see her.

"Well, I understand. I'll cook for you first, and afterward you are not allowed to leave. You and I are going to have a chat, ten minutes will do. I want to know what you've been doing recently," Zelda was disappointed.

Even so, at the same time, she was happy too. She was willing to help Chuck. She knew that if he was only here for those issues, she would just be a tool for him to use. Although she didn't really mind, Zelda knew that Chuck would never treat her that way.

The reason he came to see her was because he missed her a little.

Zelda opened the door and went out, but as soon as she opened the door, she saw someone standing outside.

It was Quinn Miller!

She drove to the plaza and went to Yolanda's office. Chuck wasn't there so she knew that he must have come to Zelda's restaurant. Another reason was that she knew about the relationship between Chuck and Zelda.

Chuck was stunned. All of a sudden, he realized why Quinn had come to look for him. Did she realize that he had helped her?

"Zelda, please excuse us for a moment, I need to talk to him for a while," Quinn uttered coldly.

Zelda was also stunned. Why was Quinn so angry? Did Chuck do anything wrong?

She turned to look at Chuck.

"Sister Zelda, I..."

"Well, both of you can have the room to yourselves. I'll make you something to eat." Zelda went out with a grin.

Quinn stared at Chuck. She stepped inside, closed the door, and locked it.

Chuck gave a deep sigh. Quinn must have suspected something. He would probably be fine if he did not admit anything. "Were you the one who told the bank to approve my loan?" Quinn asked slowly, her eyes narrowing at him.

Anger, struggle, pain, and bewilderment, all the emotions overwhelmed her logic and reason.

"No," Chuck denied immediately.

Betty had already told him about this.

"It's not you? Are you joking with me? Say that again, it's not you?" Quinn broke down.

Chuck's expression had implied that it was certainly him.

Still, why him?

"I am not joking with you," Chuck sighed helplessly. Why would he do so? He just felt that he should do something for her. "Then just admit it! Was it you?" Quinn reprimanded.

Chuck admitted, "Fine, yes it was me." Quinn's reaction was extremely overblown that he had no choice but to admit it. Quinn was speechless for a moment.

She really wanted to return the money to him and next tell Chuck right in his face that she did not need his help. Never!

However, she had used up his money and was in distress.

"Sister Miller," Chuck approached her, feeling apologetic.

There were tears in Quinn's eyes and she was feeling helpless.

Chuck could feel that she was in agony and sadness. He felt bad for her as well.

"I don't need your help. You just want to see me make a fool of myself. I don't need your help," Quinn took a few steps back as she insisted.

All of her emotions erupted at this moment.

All her pent-up feelings that she had endured for so long had finally burst out.

"Sigh," Chuck remained motionless. He genuinely wanted to comfort her, yet he knew that it would trigger her even more if he got near her.

He really regretted what he had said that time after the incident.

He was remorseful for Yvette, and presently for Quinn too.

"I will return the money as soon as possible and leave!" This was what Quinn could think of.

Yes, she would sell all her assets and then leave this place.

She could start a new life somewhere else or even go abroad. She just didn't want to stay here.

"There's no need to do so. The money isn't mine, it's from the bank."

"I know, but the bank approved my loan because of you. Without you, I wouldn't even be able to get the money. Thank you, but I will return the money as soon as possible. From now on, stop helping me. I don't need your help," Quinn commented in a calm tone.

She had to thank him for the money.

There was no way for her to return the money at once since she had already spent it.

"You don't have to thank me, this is what I should have done anyway. About what happened in the car, I..."

"Don't mention it. I don't want to bring it up, so just forget it," Quinn started shouting again.

Chuck sighed and approached her. He hugged her and murmured, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

He could feel her sadness and pain. He surely hurt her too much. It was all his fault for not holding himself back.

If he handled this wisely, things would not end up like this. However, his way of managing this had caused the situation to worsen. Quinn struggled, but Chuck had worked out for a long time and was very strong. There was no way she could break free of his embrace.

"Why did you do that to me?" She sobbed, feeling extremely wronged, "I didn't ask you to be responsible. Why did you say that? Why..."

She broke down, sorrow, agony and pain flooding through her mind in an instant. Quinn cried pitifully. The saying 'sticks and stones may break your bones, but words will never hurt you' was absolutely mistaken.

"I'm sorry," Chuck patted her back and comforted her. He did not know what else to say. What had he done?

"I don't want to hear you apologize, I don't want to," Quinn ranted. These words were of no use.

He was dumbstruck and held Quinn tightly in his arms. She kept crying and could not control her emotions. Although Chuck had hurt her deeply, she still liked him a lot.

"Sister Miller, don't cry."

"Why not? Why can't I cry for what you did?" Quinn tried to struggle free but it was pointless. He was too strong.

"I'm sorry." Chuck could only frantically apologize for his actions. "I don't want to hear those words again."

"Then... Sister Miller, I am willing to take responsibility for what had happened in the car," Chuck mentioned calmly. He could feel that this woman was heartbroken. He also felt sorry for her because he had treated Quinn badly.