Chapter 162:
Belinda’s eyebrow arched higher. “Isn’t that why you're here? To deliver the divorce papers?”
He had waited until such a late hour, yet now he seemed hesitant to require her signature on the so-called
divorce papers.
“Belinda,” he began, after a heavy sigh, his voice laden with fatigue and guilt, “this divorce is just a strategic
move. The scandal that blew up online won't settle down quickly.”
He fixed a serious gaze on her. “Don’t worry. Once this all blows over and the public calms down... we will get
back together...”
Belinda cut him off, her tone sharp. “What are you implying? That you plan to remarrylater?”
Kristopher said nothing in response, his silence and demeanor saying enough.
Seeing him like this, Belinda felt a pang of sadness.
She had been striving to sever ties with Kristopher and finalize their divorce for good.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe had thought he at least understood her resolve and feelings.
Yet, to her astonishment...
Even now, he still believed she had mentioned divorce merely as an emotional outburst.
Suddenly, Belinda felt utterly foolish.
She had cherished him for so many years, offering him her very best.
Yet he had never grasped her true feelings.
Perhaps he never cared to.
With this realization, Belinda inhaled deeply and declared, “We can discuss remarriage once we're actually
divorced.”
At this moment, she found even the thought of explaining herself to him pointless.
“Whether it’s the divorce papers or any other procedures, I'll cooperate. Mr. Cox, it's tfor you to leave.”
With those words, Belinda brushed past Kristopher and marched through the door without sparing him a glance.
Frozen in place, Kristopher watched her retreat, a wave of unexplained melancholy washing over him.
After a moment, he scowled and dialed a number. “Is there a party tonight?”
The man on the other end chuckled. “What's the matter? Got riled up by today’s news online? Planning to drown
your troubles in alcohol? I've been telling you, Belinda’s no saint! Why keep defending her innocence? Looks like
you're finally seeing her true colors, huh?”
Kristopher’s friends often defamed Belinda in his presence. In the past, such comments hadn't really affected
him. Now, however, they seemed especially irritating. Kristopher scowled, making an uncharacteristic effort to
defend Belinda. “Maybe she really had nothing to do with what's being said online.”
Elliott, on the other end of the phone, paused before bursting into laughter. “Kristopher, con, is your
grandfather around right now?” Kristopher’s frown deepened, and he was about to retort when Elliott sighed
heavily. “Listen, you should use this as a chance to divorce Belinda quickly. See how she’s manipulated your
grandfather! This woman doesn’t have any real talent; she just knows how to charm the elderly to win them
over. It's shameful!”
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