Chapter 4010

Married At First Sight Chapter 4010
Chapter 4010
The employees at Du’s Group found themselves conflicted about Evan York. Initially, when he pursued their Vice President Abby Du, his intentions seemed genuine. However, just as Abby began to let her guard down, Evan abruptly confessed that he didn’t love her. He then shifted his attention to someone else, only to fail in that pursuit and return to Abby, which many deemed insulting.
What did Evan truly think of Vice President Du? Did he view her merely as a backup option? Abby was not just anyone; she was the adored niece of the chairman, the cherished sister of the company president, and a prominent figure in the Du family—one of the wealthiest in Huyoniville. As the second daughter of the influential Du clan, Abby had no shortage of admirers and did not need to tolerate such insincere affection.
Yet, Evan seemed unconcerned about others’ opinions. He stood by the company entrance, fixated on every car that drove by, determined not to miss Abby if she happened to pass.
For half an hour, he scrutinized each vehicle—checking license plates and peering inside—but Abby’s car never came into view. Was she still in the building, or had she left work early?
In his desperation, Evan decided to reach out. He sent Abby a text but received no response. When he called, she briefly answered, curtly stating, “I’m busy,” before hanging up.
Her WhatsApp Moments, once a glimpse into her life, had become impenetrable. While she had allowed him to re-add her as a contact, she had blocked him from seeing her updates. Others, including his sister-in-law, could view her posts, but Evan was left in the dark, unable to gather even the slightest indication of her whereabouts.
In search of answers, he turned to the security staff at the

the front desk. “Excuse me, Security brother, did Vice President Du come into the office this afternoon?” Evan inquired, leaning into the security booth. The guard raised an eyebrow and smirked. “What did you just call me? Security brother? Listen, I’m just a doorman. I don’t track the vice president’s movements. I have no idea where she is, and even if I did, I wouldn’t tell you.” The guard’s tone turned icy. “Don’t you have her number? Call her yourself. Why are you asking me?”

Evan pressed his lips together, taken aback by the guard’s bluntness, but he couldn’t argue. He was well aware that Abby had given strict orders: Evan York was not to be allowed into the building without her explicit permission. Regardless of the freezing temperature or the wind that left him shivering, he was to be denied entry.

Everyone at the company knew about Evan’s history with Abby, and they didn’t sympathize with him. Abby’s orders were followed without question. Feeling thoroughly dismissed, Evan muttered, “Thanks,” before stepping back.

He dialed Abby’s number again, but once more, the call went unanswered. Unwilling to give up, he sent her another message.

Evan: Are you still working? Were you at the office this afternoon? I’m waiting for you at the entrance. Let me take you to dinner and a movie.

To emphasize his sincerity, he snapped a photo of the movie tickets he had purchased and sent it along. Then, out of habit, he checked her WhatsApp Moments again, only to find the same empty profile. The only thing visible was the landscape photo she had chosen as her cover image.

Evan sighed, his heart feeling heavy. When he first pursued Abby, she hadn’t been so cold; she was warm, kind, and open to him. But that was before he had broken her heart. He could still hear her words echoing in his mind.

In her thoughts, she reflected, “You were the first man I ever loved—the first man I imagined marrying. But then you told me you couldn’t love me, that your heart belonged to someone else.” He had shattered her trust and crushed her spirit. For Abby, that rejection was not merely a denial of love; it felt like a denial of her very existence. Evan recognized that he was responsible for the distance that now lay between them. Although he regretted every moment that brought them to this point, he understood that mending what he had broken would not be simple.