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Nash surveyed the area, which was still smaller than their bedroom. He walked in, noticing that there was only Nina's stuff inside. Nina had always been neat, and the apartment was spotless. The sight of the fluffy bunny-patterned slippers at the door surprised him. He glanced at Nina.

Nina felt a bit uncomfortable and quickly put away the slippers. "Have you finished looking?" she asked.

Nash glanced at the sofa where they both sat and said in a low voice, "Are you accustomed to living here?"

"It's alright."

"This apartment is so small, and the furniture is incomplete. It's not as good as our home, where we have helpers attending to us. I think you won't be comfortable living here," Nash said, taking her well-being into consideration. "Since this divorce won't work out anyway, why not just go back home?"

"Do you even know that I want a divorce from you? I moved out, not because we had a fight and I stormed out!" Nina hoped he would understand, rather than assuming that he could win her back with his coaxing. "You're done looking, so let's go. I have work tomorrow."

Nash looked at her deeply. "We're husband and wife, so what's wrong with sitting here? We should let everyone know that you're my wife."

do you want?" Nina's patience was wearing thin. She feared Nash

sat up straight, his legs crossed, and raised an eyebrow. "I don't want anything. Didn't you say before that two years of separation is enough for a divorce? By moving in here, am I not showing

his stubbornness. "You can't adapt to this kind of life. The

"Since you've said that,

and half meters wide, adorned with a pink canopy, and several rabbit-shaped pillows. It was nothing like the style

exposed to him. "What will it take for you to leave?"

"That's not possible!"

not sit down directly. Instead he instructed Quincy, who was at the door, and took off his

Quincy

revealing Nash's usual clothes, pajamas,