The Breaking Point of Love / The Zillionaire's Abandoned Wife Novel ( Celeste Rodriguez & Trevor Fleming) By Cloudsearcher Updated 2025 -26 - The Breaking Point of Love or The Zillionaire’s Abandoned Wife Chapter 527

The Breaking Point of Love or The Zillionaire’s Abandoned Wife Chapter 527
Hearing Linda’s words, Wynn’s hand froze mid–air, the spoonful of soup pausing halfway to her lips.

But she quickly composed herself, so the others didn’t notice anything unusual.

Harvey asked, “Wynn, has Trevor come back from his business trip?”

Wynn’s eyelashes trembled slightly. 3

How could she admit she had no idea he was even back in the country? Trevor… He hadn’t told her a thing. (3)

She had tried calling him earlier today, but he never answered. She’d assumed he was just busy- 5

Before she could reply, Harvey went on with a smile. “Last time, we really owed Trevor a lot for his help. I’ve been meaning to invite him over for dinner, but since you said he was abroad on business, I held off. Now that he’s back, ask him when he’s free, alright?” (5

Erin nodded in agreement. “Yes, we should definitely have Trevor here for a meal.” 1

Pulled back to herself, Wynn forced a smile, “Alright, I know. I’ll ask him later.”

With that, the conversation shifted.

As for Linda’s remark about Trevor and Celeste being out together, neither the Lockets nor the Shaws gave it a second thought.

They all assumed Trevor was the same as ever–eyes only for Wynn, never for Celeste. 6

To them, the only reason he’d be out with Celeste was because of Jordyn. They were sure he must have already told Wynn about it.

And Wynn understood their way of thinking.

She used to think the same herself. That was why she had never taken Celeste seriously.

But now-

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The food tasted like nothing in her mouth. Wynn set down her bowl and stood up. “I’ll head upstairs.” 2

Lilian, noticing Wynn’s poor complexion and remembering she’d prepared the nourishing soup for her, saw the unfinished bowl and said gently, “Wynn, why don’t you have a little more?”

Wynn shook her head. “I’m full.” Then she turned and went upstairs.

Once in her room, she immediately dialed Trevor’s number. It connected, but no one picked up. 1

Her hand clenched tighter around the phone. 1

When the call finally cut off on its own, she thought about calling Jordyn instead, but after a long moment of hesitation, she never pressed the button. 1
Meanwhile, Celeste and Trevor had arrived at a high–end drum set store.

Apparently, someone had called ahead, because as soon as they arrived, a staff member came out to greet them.

“Mr. Fleming, Mrs. Fleming, welcome. Please come inside.” 6

Hearing the way they were addressed, Celeste’s steps faltered.

Trevor, however, only nodded. Seeing her hesitation, he leaned toward her and said softly, “Let’s go in.”

Before she could react, Jordyn had already been dazzled by the gleaming drum kits on display and eagerly tugged her inside. 1

None of the drum sets had price tags, but even without knowing instruments, Celeste could tell from the decor and the craftsmanship that every set here must cost a small fortune.

Still, neither she nor Trevor lacked money—if it was for Jordyn, they could easily afford the best.

Jordyn was bursting with energy. In no time, she’d dashed through the entire store, liking nearly every set she

saw.

Trevor stayed close to Celeste, following along at a measured pace as Jordyn darted around. 2

When he saw she’d finally looked at everything, he said, “If you like one, try it.”

“Really?” Jordyn looked up at the store manager.

“Of course,” the manager replied with a smile, then began teaching her.

Celeste stayed where she was, watching. Trevor, however, caught her wrist gently. “Come sit for a while.”