NovelEnglish"For him, the last thing he needs is emotional baggage. He's not being himself right now, and he's definitely gonna force himself to
pull away," Don said, glancing at Sophia, "You know, between the two of you, you've always been the one who could untie the bell.
Are you sure you don’t wanna reconsider?"
"Sophia, even though we haven't known each other for that long, | really do want you to be happy."
"Thank you." Sophia sincerely expressed her gratitude, then looked at Don, "If | hadn't brought up divorce, we might have never
split, but that’s not the life | wanted. My needs and his have always been different. We're from two different worlds, so it was
doomed from the start."
Don was at a loss for words for a moment.
"l asked for a divorce while | was still in love with him. | love him, but that doesn’t stop my determination to leave," Sophia said
softly, her gaze steady, "Sthings, you don't have to possess just because you like them, and getting them doesn’t guarantee
happiness. Just enjoy the ride. Human nature and life are too complicated. Don’t chase after outcomes. If it's not right, it's just not
right."
With that, Sophia didn’t say more. She nodded to Don as a goodbye, picked up the documents from the table, and walked away.
Her slender, poised silhouette soon appeared against the semi-transparent glass wall.
Don watched her calm and gentle profile, his expression complex.
He hadn't expected that convincing Sophia would be even tougher than persuading Brandon.
She lived her life transparently; loss hurt, but it didn't stop her from striding forward.
Even if Brandon really got married, she might feel pain and discomfort, but she would never interfere, nor would she wallow in self-
pity.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAs for Brandon, she was done - she didn’t want him anymore.
Suddenly, Don kind of got Brandon's fickleness.
With Sophia, who was impervious to persuasion, he felt a bit helpless too.
Back in her office, when the door closed, the calm on Sophia's face slightly faded, and her brows furrowed due to a discomfort in
her stomach.
She didn’t have a stomach disease.
But as an emotional organ, her stomach still responded honestly to her emotional ups and downs.
This wasn't the first tshe had felt this way.
It happened in her senior year of high school when she noticed Brandon distancing himself from her.
Back then, she realized that her stomach hurt when she was particularly upset.
Then, there was the tshe proposed divorce and he agreed.
Now, compared to back then, the symptoms were much lighter.
Both emotions and bodily organs becmore numb to pain over time.
Sophia took a deep breath, pushed down the discomfort in her stomach and the sourness in her eyes, and turned to get shot
water.
Just then, there was a knock on the door, and as it opened, Ivan walked in with the revised proposal in hand.
"I've revised the proposal, take a look."
He stopped mid-sentence when he saw Sophia's slightly pale face, his brows immediately furrowing in concern.
"Not feeling well?" he asked as he approached her.
Sophia gave an embarrassed smile, "I'm fine, just the takeout at lunch didn't sit well with my stomach, feeling a bit off."
Ivan glanced at her thoughtfully, "I have sstomach medicine at my desk, letgrab one for you."
Sophia shook her head, "No need, shot water will do, really, don't worry about me."
Ivan nodded, not insisting.
"How about dinner together tonight?" he suggested.
Sophia smiled and declined, "Another time, I've got things to do."
Ivan looked at her silently for a moment.
"Sophia, the quickest way to get over a relationship is to start a new one."
Sophia's smile stiffened a bit.
"You've been stuck because you both are still single, subconsciously waiting for each other."
Ivan spoke slowly, looking at her.
Sophia looked up at him straightforwardly, "I don't need to force myself to forget anything. It's part of my past, and | cherish it."
"I'm not stuck in the past. I'm single not because I'm waiting for someone, but simply because my current state of life is the most
comfortable for me," Sophia explained, looking up at Ivan with a smile, "Thank you, Ivan, I'm fine, you don't need to worry about
me.
Ivan also smiled, "With those words from you, I'm relieved."
Sophia just smiled back, not responding further.
Ivan changed the subject, "So about dinner tonight?"
He quickly added with a laugh, "I mean no hidden agenda, just a meal between friends, that's all."
Sophia hesitated.
Ivan reminded her, "You still owea meal from last tin Zion City."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSophia felt a bit embarrassed.
"Well, how about | treat you to dinner tonight?" she awkwardly suggested.
Ivan smiled, "Sounds good to me."
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