Chapter 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 for me anymore. 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 make me look 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 for me to hold onto these shares…”

He cut me off with conviction, every word sincere, “I won’t remarry.”

My eyelashes fluttered. “That’s your choice. It’s not right for me to 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. Time should erase all traces of the past, not keep reopening old wounds.

give me no peace. It would be better to leave no strings attached if it

his lips pressed thin. “I only have five minutes left. We can do it next time if

teeth and quickly

hot the potato was, there was always a way to handle it. The priority was to get the paperwork

the clerk had finished checking the other

us a divorce application form. “Sign this, and return for the

motions, the clerk added, “I see you both still have feelings for each other. Most couples fight over

Chapter 100

different. One person keeps giving, while the other keeps

mistaken. Bryant doesn’t have feelings for me.” I smiled, still somewhat lucid. “He just has too much

and divorces, and I’m not mistaken. If you both hold each other in your hearts, take this cooling-off period

my side, who had been silent, suddenly spoke up, “Can

just

that, we pushed the signed application form

out of the town hall, I felt like I was awakening from a long dream. It felt like these three years were just

continued to pour down relentlessly. Bryant opened the umbrella he had the door, his voice as damp as

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