NovelEnglishDivorcing 512 Divorcing 512 Chapter 512 Books She had no idea that because of her call, Michael had rushed over from Shawn Heavy Industries without delay, arriving just two minutes ahead of her.
As he changed upstairs and cdown with a magazine in hand, he heard the sound of her opening the door.
If Chloe had ccloser, she might have noticed the slight beads of sweat on his forehead.
But Chloe seemed oblivious to this, changing her shoes and heading straight to the study.
Michael breathed a sigh of relief, yet his heart felt heavy. He quickly wiped his forehead and followed her.
In the study, Chloe took out her stack of poetry books. She had prepared a new cardboard box beforehand, which was big enough to hold them all. "Lethelp you." Michael approached her, ready to lend a hand, but she said, "No need, I can manage." Frowning slightly, he didn't rush but stood by, observing.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe shelves in the study were tall, reaching up to the ceiling.
Sof the poetry books, not touched for a while, had been placed on the topmost shelf by the household staff.
Chloe needed to use a stool to reach them.
However, after scanning the room, she couldn't spot a single chair.
"Do you not keep chairs in your study?" She remembered there used to be some.
"I prefer working standing up," Michael replied.
Raising an eyebrow, Chloe wondered, "What's wrong with him?" "Working standing up is more efficient... as Hemingway said." Hearing his words, Chloe remained composed. Having an interest in literature from her reading, she had self- studied sliterary history and was familiar with famous authors. Hemingway indeed preferred standing while writing, a habit she found somewhat torturous.
When Michael mentioned it, she was surprised since she never saw him reading literary works before.
She took a deep breath and said, "You don't need to force conversations about things you don't like just to engage with me. I'll take the books and leave. We e probably won't have many chances to interact in the future." Chloe thought, "He had three whole years in the past to get to know my interests, but he didn't bother.
What is the point now of trying to create topics deliberately? Does liking Borges and knowing Hemingway's writing habits mean we can just make up and pretend none of this ever happened?" "Chloe, I'm trying to learn how to make you happy." Michael rarely expressed his true self to her. In the past, she would have been delighted by his openness.
"No need, it's meaningless," Chloe replied, opening the door.
"Emma, could you bringa stool?" She thought, "I don't believe a mansion this size doesn't have a single chair available." As Chloe went to fetch the stool, Michael sighed softly and took the initiative to bring down the books from the top shelf.
He had read those books and deliberately placed them there, m knowing she would return for them, hoping she would ask for his help to ease the tension between them. But it seemed he had overestimated the situation.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWhen Chloe returned with the plastic stool, she found all her books neatly packed in the box.
Setting down the stool, she picked up the box, saying, "Thank you." As Chloe prepared to leave the study, Michael stepped forward and without a word, took the box from her hands.
The books were heavy when bundled together, and her petite frfound it challenging to carry them.
Watching him walk ahead with the box, Chloe felt a sense of on Just as she was about to speak, he said, "You're pregnant now, don't strain yourself and risk harming the baby."
Chloe, who had been determined to be self-reliant, suddenly found his words resonating with her. So, she no longer felt the need to push herself. Carrying the books downstairs, he asked, "Did you drive?" Chloe nodded, and Michael helped her load them into the car.
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