I Want a Divorce by Abigail Quinn

Chapter 17

Hailey nodded and stopped talking. She pulled Oliver out without saving any respect for Charlie.

Her attitude was a clear indicator of her dissatisfaction with Charlic.

Charlie stammered and asked Jared, “Jared… Jared, who-who is she?”

Jared stared at Charlie for a few seconds until the latter shuddered under the intense stares. Jared

then said, “Charlie, you made trouble for your father. You’ve messed with the wrong person! Do you

know who she is?”

Charlie became more and more guilty. “Who-Who is she?”

Jared said nonchalantly, “Her name is Hailey Fox. She’s the only daughter of Gunther Fox, the richest

man in this city. Her uncle is Xavier Scotts, the Chairman and general manager of Manstar Property

Group. How dare you show off your wealth to her?”

Charlie’s face instantly paled and flushed with embarrassment.

His family wealth paled in comparison to Hailey’s. Yet, he showed off in front of her and sneered at her

for wearing fake!

Worse still, Hailey called her uncle directly after he brought out his father’s name.

Charlie’s heart turned as cold as a block of mysterious ice, weighing heavily with a sense of despair.

Charlie, feeling numb, couldn’t help but plead with Jared. “Jared, please… Could you tell Hailey-”

Jared refused, “I can’t help you with this. I’m leaving!”

Jared left without hesitation, while Charlie stood behind with a dazed expression.

Seeing that the situation was not good, other students also excused themselves.

Isabel was filled with emotions. She didn’t know how her ex-boyfriend Oliver got along with Hailey.

Hailey personally said that she was Oliver’s girlfriend. Hailey’s prominent status was something that

Charlie couldn’t compete with, even let alone Isabel.

She felt frustrated.

Outside the restaurant, all the students who sneaked out saw Oliver driving a white Porsche 911.

Hailey was sitting in the front passenger seat. The car went on the road and disappeared into the traffic

soon.

It turned out that Oliver’s car key was genuine. He really got along with Hailey, a wealthy and beautiful

woman!

Oliver drove far away from the Great Fortune Restaurant before speaking to Hailey, “Ms. Fox, thank

you for helping me. But… It’s bad for your reputation!”

Hailey said indifferently, “It’s not a big deal. I don’t do any indecent things. It doesn’t matter anymore. I

mainly dislike Charlie’s behavior. I am just being chivalrous. All right. Go home and rest early. I will give

you something when we meet at the store tomorrow morning.”

“What is it?” Oliver asked.

Hailey smiled but didn’t answer. She waved her hand and leaned back against the seat to rest.

Oliver couldn’t bring himself to meet her gaze. Hailey was incredibly beautiful, and he feared that if he

stared at her for too long, he would become captivated and unable to forget her. Moreover, she was

someone he couldn’t allow himself to develop feelings for, given the significant gap in their social

statuses.

Even Yvonne, who had openly expressed her feelings for him, Oliver couldn’t help but feel he himself

doesn’t deserve her. The pain from his past relationship with Isabel still lingered, making him doubt his

own worthiness of love and companionship.

Oliver sent Hailey back to her home in Navarre Peninsula. Hailey waved her hand at him and said,

“Bye!”

Then she went into the house.

On the balcony on the second floor, Gunther took his phone and asked Hailey to go upstairs.

Hailey went to the balcony and saw that the light was not on. She turned on the light and asked her

father, “The light is not on. Are you peeping here?”

“Him!” Gunther pointed to Oliver who drove away and said, “Hailey, do you fall in love with him?”

Hailey was furious. “Will you allow me to like anyone? Do I get to choose who I like? Aren’t I just a tool

you use to reach your goal? I’m tired. I will go to sleep first.”

Gunther sighed when he saw his daughter leaving in anger.

Indeed, he and his wife had made plans for their daughter’s love. They were going to marry her to the

son of an old friend

who shared their social status.

Gunther and his wife had been pampering their daughter since childhood. They gave her what she

wanted, but not the choice of choosing her own love.

They could see their daughter was treating the store manager, Oliver, differently, but they also knew

that it didn’t necessarily imply she had fallen in love with him.

At least they couldn’t make such conclusions based solely on her behavior and words.

If they were indeed a pair of lovers, Hailey wouldn’t have said goodbye to Oliver like that at all, devoid

of any hint of

romance.

But Oliver was indeed different from their previous employees. Their daughter had always been a

germaphobe. She never shared her things with anyone, but she gave one of her cars to Oliver.

This was odd!

Hailey’s heart was incomprehensible!

Gunther let out a sigh and entered the room where his wife was applying a facial mask. He believed

that she might have a better understanding of their daughter’s emotions and could provide more

insights.

When Oliver came home, his sister, Joanna, also happened to come back. Calista had convinced

Joanna to come back home and take a break while Calista took turns staying at the hospital to provide

care.

Joanna looked at her brother who was lying on the couch in a daze and brought him a cup of tea.

“Oliver, what’s wrong you?”

Oliver shook his head and denied it. “It’s okay. By the way, you where there are well-decorated houses.

Let’s buy a three-bed enough for us!”

take some time to look at the house tomorrow. Look or four-bedder house. This old two-bedder house

is not

with

Joanna hesitated and shook her head. “Oliver, Dad is still in treatment. There are many places where

money’s needed. You don’t have to buy a house first. I will just build a folding bed in the living room

when Dad and Mom come back.”

Without hesitation, Oliver refuted the suggestion. “We should buy a house. No matter how much money

it takes, I will earn more. You heard it from my boss, I made 1.5 million dollars today. We’re not lacking

money. We should get what we need. Let’s not be stingy. Our parents have worked hard their whole

lives. Why should I save money when I can give them a better life?”

Joanna thought what Oliver said was true. The amount of money he earned was shocking. Besides,

their parents had really been working hard their whole lives. It was Oliver’s filial piety that he wanted to

give them a better life.

Oliver asked Joanna to rest early and then went into the room.

He turned on his phone and found several messages from Yvonne.

[Oliver, are you done? I heard that your father is ill. I bought some tonics. Let’s go to the hospital

together after work tomorrow.]

The message was sent an hour ago.

Oliver hesitated for a while before typing: [Thank you for your concern. Don’t worry.]

After thinking for a while, he sent out the message.

Unexpectedly, Yvonne sent him a message in less than a minute. [What do you mean? Do you hate

me?]

Oliver couldn’t help but smile bitterly. After a while, he replied: [How could I hate you? I don’t want you

to get misunderstood by others!]

Yvonne sent him an angry emoji. [Idiot, I don’t care what others think. Oliver, my mother has told me

that when you are free, she wants to invite you to our house for dinner.]

Oliver was stunned. Although Yvonne hadn’t explicitly confessed her feelings, her words undoubtedly

revealed her affection

for him.

That night, Oliver struggled to fall asleep. He tossed and turned, with images of Yvonne’s shy

expression alternating with the cold and beautiful face of his boss appearing in his mind.

Early in the morning, after enjoying breakfast prepared by his sister, Oliver stepped out of the house.

Downstairs, he noticed a girl leaning against a Porsche 911. As she turned and caught sight of him,

she smiled and exhaled into her hand, remarking, “It’s quite chilly out here!”

She possessed a slender and tall physique, with black hair cascading over her shoulders. Her face was

snow-white and exquisitely beautiful, accentuated by a red scarf that made her complexion appear

even fairer.

I was Yvonne.