Chapter 8 Travis was losing all patience . His lips curled into a mocking smile . " What , you don't know ? Don't play innocent . You wanted to latch onto me , but had to act coy about it . " " Well , I've already given you what you wanted . Now , get out ." " And don't ever show up in front of me again . I don't want Elise upset . " Blair stood up , stunned . " Travis , what are you saying ? Didn't you say you loved us ? " " You're divorced from Elise , aren't you ? Why are you kicking us out now ? " " Did she say something to you ? Did she threaten you ? " Before she could say another word , a sharp slap cracked across her face . Travis calmly flexed his wrist , his tone cold and flat . " I told you to leave . Don't make me repeat myself . " " You were just a pair of cheap distractions I toyed with out of boredom . Did you really think you were some kind of heiresses ? " He signaled to the bodyguards . They moved without hesitation , dragging Blair and Lila out the door . The sisters went feral , pounding on the front door like maniacs . " Travis ! There's been a misunderstanding , right ?! Let us in ! Don't abandon us ! " But Travis's expression only grew darker , colder . " Throw all their things out , " he ordered . " And put the master bedroom back the way it was . " Unfortunately , many of Elise's original things were already gone - irreplaceable . He stood in the middle of the empty house , chest burning , unable to breathe . Finally , he turned to one of the guards . " Find me a rabbit . " The guard didn't quite follow . Travis's voice sharpened . " Are you deaf ? I said find me a rabbit ! " " I want one exactly like the one Elise had . Same breed , same color . Do it now . " The bodyguard scurried off . Just then , the butler approached with a velvet - trimmed invitation in both hands . Chapter 8 13.93 % Wanna watch the rest of " Office Girl " ? Download Drama Pops and watch the re ... Download " Sir . A wedding invitation . It's from the Hart family of Westbay . Master Julian is getting married . " Travis took the card , frowning slightly . " Julian Hart ? That Hart family from Westbay ? The one at the top of everything ? " He flipped the invitation open without thinking - then froze . His breath hitched . His fingers trembled as he double - checked the bride's name . " Are you sure this came from the Harts ? " " Yes , sir , " the butler confirmed . Travis swallowed hard , his face pale . " Why would the bride be Elise Whitman ? It has to be someone with the same name ... " The butler hesitated , brows drawing together . " I don't think so . Word is , the Hart family treasures this future daughter - in - law . " " She ... her background- " Travis waved him off , forcing a breath . " No. That's impossible . Elise would never marry into a family like that . " She doesn't have the pedigree for the Harts - everyone knew that , He tossed the invitation back . " Send a gift . Something generous - it's the Hart family . Can't be disrespectful . " I ran my fingers along the edge of the gilded invitation . Julian was still busy with the wedding preparations . My thoughts drifted back to childhood - the year his family moved away . I was only six then , chasing after their car in tears , shouting , " Julian , wait ! Don't go ! " He'd stopped the car , jumped out , and scooped me up into his arms . " It's okay , sweetheart . I'll come back for you , I promise . Wait for me . " That same year , my father had taken in a mistress behind my mother's back . Chapter 8 Download 13.93 % From then on , he barely came home . Eventually , he forced my mother into a divorce and kicked us out of the house . We became a laughingstock in our social circle overnight . My mother had gone against her own parents to marry him . She cut ties with her family for love . And in the end , she couldn't even go back to them . She raised me on her own after that . Life was hard - really hard .