Ex-Husband’s Love Dilemma

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Orlando kept a cool demeanor, and his attractive features made Cassandra feel more distant,

“It’s just temporary. She’ll move out once she finds a suitable place,” he explained.

“Orlando, you can try all you want to fool me, but I don’t believe you can’t find a suitable place for her to live with your capabilities. Or do you think that in Broburgh, only our house is the best fit for her?” Cassandra questioned.

Orlando answered in a low voice, “Cassandra, Rebecca was only discharged today. Even if I can arrange a place for her, it won’t be as comfortable as home. Can’t you be more generous and not so narrow–minded?”

“Narrow–minded?” Cassandra sneered, realizing how words could break a person’s heart when devoid of

compassion.

Feeling like crying, she quietly inhaled deeply. She felt like her emotions were about to explode.

In a cold tone, she said, “Since you think this place suits her, I’ll move out then. After all, sooner or later, I’ll be forced to leave. Whether it’s a day sooner or later doesn’t matter.”

With that, Cassandra turned to head upstairs to pack her belongings.

Seeing that, Rebecca hurriedly stepped forward to stop her. “Cassandra, can you not be angry with Orlando? I didn’t mean to disturb you both. It’s just that I have nowhere else to go, and because of some personal matters, Orlando is concerned about my safety, so he let me stay temporarily. Please rest assured, I’ll move out as soon as

I find a place.”

“What are you implying, Ms. Spencer? Do you expect me to welcome you as he does?” Cassandra asked.

“I didn’t mean that.” Rebecca looked distressed.

“Then what did you mean? Are you still dissatisfied even after I decided to leave? Maybe you can tell me what I should do to satisfy you, Ms. Spencer,” Cassandra scoffed.

She didn’t know much about Rebecca or her personality. But even if the other party was going through a divorce, she knew that she would never move into their home while they were still together.

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‘As women, why can’t we show each other some respect?‘ Cassandra wondered.

Cassandra’s relentless questioning silenced Rebecca completely. Rebecca’s forlorn expression vividly portrayed

her distress.

Orlando frowned, his gaze fixed on Cassandra. Then, he said in a low voice, “Cassandra, I never intended for

Rebecca to stay here permanently. Even if we divorce, Dustmeadow Mansion will still belong t

stop pressuring me like this?”

at Orlando

you. Can’t you

at least be somewhat appreciative of her, even if he did not love her.

she said, he only saw her as being uncooperative.

anything for her. I should give up now. It’s pointless. In the end, I’ll

to an

was better to

of them at dinner,

there were three people involved, one

was the redundant one, so

option, she would rather not eat. However, she was carrying

hungry

voice to Orlando, “Orlando, try this.

who suffered from mysophobia, usually refused to allow others to

as he not only felt no discomfort but also consumed it.

O IC

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Cassandra that his so–called mysophobia

not help but laugh

she made it through the night. She eventually

next morning, her phone

It was Gabriela.

answered the phone. “Gabriela,

is awake. He says he wants to see you. Can you come to the hospital

was still asleep, but

I’ll be right there. Take care of Grandpa Peter. I’ll be

“Okay,” Gabriela replied.

Cassandra washed up hastily, changed her

the morning, and the entire Dustmeadow Mansion

after, she arrived at the hospital. As soon as she reached the door of the ward, she heard Peter’s voice coming from inside, saying, “This is so tiring. If it weren’t to stop Cassie from leaving, I

“Dad, it’s my fault for not

he misses out on a good wife like

later. You

the door, nonplussed.

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wasn’t anger she felt, just a sense of helplessness and guilt. Despite Peter, Frederick, and Gabriela’s best efforts to make her stay, she and Orlando were ultimately not meant to be.

her resolve and knocked on the

they heard the knock. Cassandra didn’t expose them, merely observing Peter, who was on the bed. He looked lively and was in good spirits. That put

be worried,” Peter piped up as he

take care of yourself, or we’ll