NovelEnglishChapter 100 Bryant paused a bit. "How did you know?" There was no point in beating around the bush when a marriage ended. I confessed, "That day, I overheard you talking with your granddad in the office. I also heard you admit that you had no feelings foranymore. Maybe this marriage was a mistake from the very beginning." "It wasn't." He denied it desperately, knitting his brows as he reminisced, and then clarified, “I wasn't admitting to what you think. You misunderstood it..." I wasn't in a hurry to argue. I watched Bryant quietly, smiling, "Did you ever love me?" Bryant was stunned for a moment. The question was perhaps too difficult for him. “Jane..." "Don't explain. It'll just makelook pitiful." I laughed as if I cared about nothing, "Just have Kevin send over the agreement you prepared for me. Someday, you'll marry someone else. It wouldn't be right forto hold onto these shares..." He cutoff with conviction, every word sincere, "I won't remarry." My eyelashes fluttered. "That's your choice. It's not right forto hold onto these shares." I wasn't that big- hearted. After all, I'd been in love with him for many years, and it seemed wrong to see him again after our divorce. Tshould erase all traces of the past, not keep reopening old wounds.
And if Margaret found out about the shares, she'd likely giveno peace. It would be better to leave no strings attached if it was over.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"So, are you really that afraid of having ties with me?" Bryant's face fell, glancing at his watch, his lips pressed thin. "I only have five minutes left. We can do it next tif you're not ready to sign now." "Let's do it now." I clenched my teeth and quickly signed my nin the blank space.
No matter how hot the potato was, there was always a way to handle it. The priority was to get the paperwork done.
When we returned to the counter, the clerk had finished checking the other documents and took the divorce agreement back for another look.
After verifying everything was correct, she handed us a divorce application form. “Sign this, and return for the divorce certificate in thirty days." After going through the motions, the clerk added, "I see you both still have feelings for each other. Most couples fight over assets until they're red in the face, calculating every 1/2 Chapter 100 little thing. But you two are different. One person keeps giving, while the other keeps refusing." "You're mistaken. Bryant doesn't have feelings for me.” I smiled, still somewhat lucid. “He just has too much money." "I've seen many marriages and divorces, and I'm not mistaken. If you both hold each other in your hearts, take this cooling-off period to think things over. If you regret it, you can cback here to cancel." Bryant, standing by my side, who had been silent, suddenly spoke up, "Can it be canceled anytwithin those thirty days?" The clerk said, "Yes, just cin on a workday" After that, we pushed the signed application form back.
Stepping out of the town hall, I felt like I was awakening from a long dream. It felt like these three years were just a lengthy dream.
The rain continued to pour down relentlessly. Bryant opened the umbrella he had the door, his voice as damp as the air. "Letwalk you to your car." ft at
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Sure, thank you," I spoke politely yet distantly, dodging his attempt to m drape anlarm over ny shoulder, trying to act like a proper ex-wife.
He didn't insist further. The umbrella wasn't huge, but not a single strand of my hair got wet.
Bryant suddenly called out toas he walkedto the car. I instinctively hummed inacknowledgment, and the next second, I was pulled into a tight embrace. He heldso tightly as if trying to mergeinto his body.
Thinking back to his last question at the counter, I couldn't helpɓu? M confirm, Bryant, you're go going through with the divorce, right? You won't have any second thoughts?" 2/2 X
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