Connor still couldn’t understand how such an insurmountable gap had formed between him and Aria in just one short month.
He had even compromised to the point of being willing to completely let go of the past and start over together.
Why was Aria still unmoved?
Watching Aria’s resolute departing figure, Connor felt powerless and dejected.
At this moment, he suddenly realized that perhaps from the moment he agreed to the divorce,
He and Arla could never go back.
Or maybe even earlier.
From when he started finding Arla troublesome and boring, even directly admitting to her face that he had fallen in love with someone else at first sight.
He really didn’t expect she would directly propose divorce.
How dare she?
She had no family, how could she possibly leave him?
At that time, he couldn’t be bothered to deal with it, certain that Arla would come back begging him to remarry.
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At that time, he couldn’t be bothered to deal with it, certain that Aria would come back begging him to remarry.
It was perfect timing since Zoe Harper
er was being clingy, and he was happy to have some peace.
The first few days after Aria moved out were nothing special.
But later, he unconsciously started paying attention to messages on his phone, constantly scrolling through her social media posts, until he was blocked.
He missed Aria.
When he closed his eyes, all he saw was Aria’s face.
“Connor, let’s have two children in the future, one that looks like you and one that looks like me, okay?”
The year they graduated, he couldn’t wait to propose to her.
Aris excitedly threw herself into his arms, looking forward to their sweet married life.
Back then, Aria’s heart and eyes were filled only with him.
Now, he could only watch Aria’s back getting further and further away.
Was the new diamond ring he bought not good enough?
Or was the outfit he wore today not to her liking?
Connor obsessively waited outside the company building until Aria appeared, conveniently sneezing at that moment.
Aria noticed the sound and looked in his direction.
Connor was about to approach with a wronged expression when a Rolls–Royce suddenly drove in, blocking his view.
The man in the car held a black umbrella, tightly shielding Aria in his arms.
Connor couldn’t see the man’s face clearly, but he recognized the license plate number.
It was Lucas
Sinclair’s car.
In Connor’s view, it was completely impassible for Aria to hook up with Lucas Sinclaiç
But reality had slapped him hard in the face,
After the Rolls–Royce drove away, the assistant hurriedly held an umbrella for Connor and cautiously asked:
“Connor, it seems your wife has left.”
“Get the fuck out of here!!
Connor Irritably pushed away the umbrella and frantically kicked the car hood.
Thinking of the woman Lucas Sinclair carried into the hotel that night, whose figure looked just like Arla’s, his heart grew increasingly
resentful.
Lucas Sinclair took me to a place
place the Sinclair family’s old mansion.
Mr. and Mrs. Sinclair were much warmer than I had imagined. Just dealing with their concern left me exhausted.
“Lucas has finally brought someone home.
“All these years, he’s been alone. I was really worried he was planning to stay single for life.
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Mrs. Sinclair smiled, holding my hand, her eyes full of relief.
“That… probably won’t happen.”
I felt a bit awkward, not knowing how to respond.
In my life before, I had no experience getting along with elders other than my grandmother.
When I married Connor, the Mitchell family all looked down on my background, so he rarely took me back.
Back then, the young man had threatened suicide to his family to be with me.
But in just three short years, Connor’s mother’s words were proven right.
“You’re young and impulsive now, you don’t know what you want. You’ll regret it later.
Did Connor regret it?
