Chapter 1146

Lorian’s fingers paused. Under the brilliant light of the crystal chandelier, his handsome face looked unusually grim. He held the bathrobe with his long, slender fingers and stood quietly at the door of the walk-in closet, gazing at his wife.

Tegan had already sat up. They locked eyes in the dim light. She repeated, “I want a divorce, Lorian.”

“Why?”

Lorian looked intently at his wife, his dignified face showing a trace of barely perceptible fatigue. “Is it because of what happened that day? I admit my attitude was harsh, and I am sorry to you and the child. However, I can make it up to you, Tegan.”

Tegan gently shook her head. “I don’t want you to make it up to me. I’ve thought it through, Lorian. This marriage is not what I want. In fact, you haven’t wronged me. You just don’t love me. I expected too much out of you.”

…

However, was it really too much?

Tegan had endured a loveless marriage. As a wife, however, she needed basic concern from her husband, not just a response of