The unexpected movement caught Anathea off guard , and she stumbled straight into Gregory's arms . Anathea was startled . Sh instinctively tried to get up , but Gregory held her down , leaving her unable to move . " You … " Before Anathea could finish her sentence , Gregory had already pinned her down on the couch , leaving her no chance to speak . Anathea was shocked as there were people outside . Gregory sneered " Aren't you afraid ? Let me help you . " Anathea tried to resist . She felt her heart race , fear coursing through her veins . She couldn't go through with this . " Gregory . please don't … " She stopped begging Gregory and accepted it . Meanwhile , Gregory remained indifferent . A persistent noise filled her mind , leaving her frozen in disbelief . Just then , someone knocked on the office door . " Mr. Sinclair ? " It was Martin . Anathea saw a glimmer of hope when she saw Martin pushing the office door open slightly . " Get out ! " G " Get out ! " Gregory shouted . Martin was stunned . He'd rarely seen Gregory lose his temper like this . Gregory was always calm and composed at the company , never appearing rattled even in a crisis . Despite challenges and seemingly hopeless situations , he'd consistently guided the team through difficult projects with steady leadership . He was formidable and steadfast . He was the pillar of support that everyone depended on and the icon they all looked up to . Yet , at this moment , his emotions appeared to be unusually erratic . The atmosphere in the office was stifling , and Martin gulped nervously , feeling an immediate sense of intimidation . Out of the corner of his eye , he caught a brief glimpse of Anathea on the couch . In that instant , he grasped the situation . Without another word , he immediately stepped out and shut the door behind him . " Martin- " Anathea's plea for help was completely cut off as the door shut . What followed felt like a torrential storm , lightning crackling through the CEO's office in Sinclair Group . And Anathea was the one caught in the downpour , teetering on the edge . All her resistance and struggles were futile . She was forced to turnaround , her body pressed against the cold glass . Gregory gripped her chin , forcing her to open her eyes and look outside . Every word he said pierced her heart , " Anathea , take a good look , you have no right to negotiate with me . In truth , she didn't even deserve to step foot into the CEO's office Sinclair Group . The only reason he'd permitted her presence here was to ensure she grasped the harsh truth of her situation . " Who do you think you are to bargain with me ? To come and go assou please when things don't go your way ? " Gregory asked harshly . The thought of Anathea with another man and her selling their wedding ring fueled his anger . Now , she still had the nerve to ak hun for help again . His fury burned so intensely , it felt as if it would consune ber whole . Anathea's fingers scraped against the cold glass , desperately trying to keep herself from making a sound , afraid of drawing attention from the people outside , Yet , lier face was already stained with silent tears . However , Gregory took in all of her vulnerability , and it only made him even cruelos , Chapter 40 +25 BONUS Finally , she couldn't bear it any longer . Her nails dragged against the glass with a sharp , grating sound that pierced the tense silence . She felt the weight of someone outside fixating on her , witnessing her humiliation and shame . At that moment , she felt something inside her break . Her vision blurred , and her eyes began to lose focus . Time seemed to blur before the storm that ravaged Anathea finally began to subside . Her delicate hair was damp with sweat , clinging messily to her forehead . She was drained and slid downward . Seeing this , Gregory instinctively reached out , wrapping an arm around her and pulling her back up . He gripped her shoulder , turning her toward him His gaze landed on her pale and emotionless face . The cold indifference in his eyes wavered for a moment , softening just slightly . " Anathea ? " Anathea remained silent , her eyes unfocused . The dried tear stains on her cheeks only highlighted her vulnerability . She appeared so fragile that she looked as if she might break apart at any moment . Cha