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 575

The Breaking Point of Love or The Zillionaire’s Abandoned Wife Chapter 575

Wynn ended the call, but her fingers, still holding the phone, had faintly tightened. A four-billion-dollar diamond. A proposal. Tonight.

Her pulse was fluttering wildly—anticipation, disbelief, joy, and something inexplicably fragile all tangled together.

Jorge studied her expression closely. Though she had said “nothing,” he could clearly see something had changed. Her eyes seemed unfocused, as if her thoughts had flown somewhere far away. Still, he didn’t press her. Instead, he simply stood beside her, quietly waiting for her to steady herself.

After a few seconds, Wynn drew in a breath and composed her expression. “Let’s go in,” she said softly.

Jorge nodded. “Alright.”

They walked toward the entrance side by side, maintaining the polite distance expected of business acquaintances, yet the atmosphere felt subtly strained.

Inside the venue, government officials and company representatives had already begun casual conversations before the meeting officially started. Wynn exchanged a few greetings, but her mind wasn’t truly present. Every so often, she would remember Linda’s voice—Wynn, is he planning to propose to you tonight?

Her heart tightened again.

Her birthday.

A ring.

Trevor.

She lowered her gaze. A faint warmth bloomed inside her chest—an emotion close to sweetness, yet too cautious to fully bloom.

Even though Trevor had seemed distant recently… even though he’d been affected by Celeste again… even though there had been moments she felt uncertain and insecure…

But he still chose me.
He still wants a future with me.

The thought made her lips curve slightly.

Across the hall, Jorge noticed her smile—small, subtle, but filled with a quiet anticipation he had never seen on her before. His steps faltered. In that instant, he understood what she had been told on the phone.

And his heart sank—slowly, heavily.

But he said nothing.

Just then, the city mayor walked onto the stage, signaling that the meeting was about to begin. Representatives returned to their seats. Wynn straightened her posture and took her place in the front row.

Yet even as the speeches started, her mind wandered again.

Half a month.
Just half a month left until Trevor’s divorce was finalized.

After that… she would no longer be the person waiting in the shadows, the one who tolerated uncertainty, the one who feared old attachments resurfacing. She would finally have the rightful, legitimate position beside him.

Tonight—if he truly proposed—everything between them would change.

Her heartbeat quickened again.

She didn’t notice the way Jorge, seated two rows behind her, couldn’t tear his gaze away.