It had occurred to Zoey that Laurence might disagree.But she could not fathom why he would disagree. Laurence had hordes of people who fancied him and would marry him willingly. Even if it was a contractual marriage or a marriage in name only, she was sure that many would be happy to do so.No matter how she saw it, she was indispensable.She could only pin it on his ego—that even if there was a divorce, he must be the one to bring it up, or he would be offended. She’d half a mind to beg Laurence to let her go. But she was parched, and a bitter taste rose at the back of her throat.He might think that she didn’t know what was good for her, that since he’d offered her such handsome conditions, she should comply with all his requests and take everything that he threw at her in silence. But she really couldn’t take it anymore.So even though Laurence didn’t want to hear it, Zoey still said softly, "Mr. Scott, let’s have a divorce."That hadn’t been as arduous as Zoey thought it would be
It was a Saturday, so the telecommunications companies were closed.Zoey was lost in her own thoughts when Laurence came out of the bathroom in a set of fresh clothes. His hair was still slightly damp, and he’d put on a loose and comfy off-white sweater. He looked very homely and somehow exuded a rare gentleness. Zoey slowly turned to look at him, seemingly with something to say."I lost my phone," she said a while later."I’ll get someone to buy you a new one. You can use mine in the meantime."He had two phones, so he didn't hesitate to hand her his personal phone.Zoey stared at his outstretched hand for a long time before she finally accepted the phone and thanked him."Mr. Scott, I’ve given things thorough consideration," she said slowly, enunciating each word clearly. "Let’s get a divorce." She’d never been more serious.Putting an end to things would be the perfect way to end this imperfect marriage.She didn’t want to wait until it left a bad taste in both their mouths to end
Zoey’s words were calm and easy.But they were like nails that pierced Laurence's flesh, unrelenting and firmly embedded in his heart, bringing him great pain.His eyes were dark. "It wasn't my intention to torment you."He gripped the back of a chair so tightly that his knuckles went white. His striking face reflected on the window pane, but his eyes were icy cold.Zoey lifted her head. She looked fragile. "I know, Mr. Scott. I know." She nodded lightly.She understood that Laurence bore no malice toward her. He didn't mean to make her suffer or make her angry.Every decision he made, he made based on his own personality and judgment.Strict, logical, and apathetic. That was just how he was.She understood him. But still, she could not stop herself from feeling anguished whenever he chose to sacrifice her."Zoey, I do not want you to make decisions when you’re being emotional," he said coldly.Zoey looked extremely feeble, her pale pink lips almost losing their color as she spoke soft
Laurence’s other hand latched onto Zoey’s wrist. Her hair was pinned under his arm as he pried her mouth open with his fingers.The seductive action brought along with it a trace of coldness.He enjoyed seeing her helpless, vulnerable, and at his mercy. It satisfied a twisted desire for control deep within him.Her breath quickened, and Laurence could hold back no more. He lifted her face and bit her lip.He came on aggressively and pushed her lips open with his own, probing with his tongue as he went. Their breaths intertwined, and their saliva mixed. In the end, even their tongues hurt.Zoey tried to back off, but even the slightest intention to shy away from him would be punished with a stronger retaliation.After some time, she started to feel dizzy from the lack of air. He finally took pity on her and released her.Her lips were red and swollen, with a small cut at the corner where he bit her. He had truly not held back one bit and let loose all of his pent-up emotions.Zoey slowl
Zoey was glad that she was having problems with her hearing now, so what Laurence said hadn’t sounded so horrifying.She didn’t wish to have a row with him.He stared at her with a cold expression as he cut her off. His eyes were pitch black and as deep as an abyss.As Mrs. Scott had yet to make her way downstairs, she was alarmed by the deafening noise.There had been a resounding bang when the door was slammed shut. She turned around and doubled back to the master bedroom. She knocked twice, but nobody came to the door.Although Laurence always had his own sense of propriety, Mrs. Scott was still worried that something might go wrong. After a moment of hesitation, she reached out for the doorknob, ready to open the door.Right then, Laurence opened the door from the inside. Mrs. Scott took a few steps back. Eavesdropping, after all, wasn’t the nicest thing to be caught doing. She chuckled awkwardly. "Did you have an argument with Zoey?" "No," Laurence denied.Mrs. Scott didn’t beli
Zoey put on some extra clothes before she went out unhurriedly. She didn't like the cold.She didn't question it when she noticed the bodyguards standing guard around the mansion. After all, it was only natural for Laurence to be more cautious after such a dangerous incident had occurred."Miss Jenner, where are you headed?" Larry detained her respectfully.Zoey dismissed the uneasy feeling that rose within her when she saw the guards staring her down as if she were a prisoner. She pursed her lips before saying, "I’m meeting Mr. Scott. Is there a problem with that?"Displeased, she clenched her hands into fists in an attempt to rein in her temper. "Do I need his permission to go out now?"Larry didn’t know how to answer that. He wasn’t a convincing liar, but he was worried that the truth would upset her, which would be detrimental to her health.She was weak enough as it was, and he didn’t think that she could put up with more agitation. So instead of telling her, he told one of the gu
Laurence pursed his lips and kept silent when he saw the tears in Zoey’s eyes and how pale she looked.She stood before him and teetered for a brief moment. Laurence reflexively reached out to steady her, but she refused his help, pushing his outstretched arm away expressionlessly. "Do you think that I’m ridiculous and in over my head?"Laurence withdrew his hand, his expression dark. "No," he said in all earnestness.Zoey was really irked this time around. She was usually stoic and calm, and no matter how sad or angry she got, she used to be able to compose herself and endure everything.Her edges had long been polished off.But everyone had their soft spots.Finally, she couldn’t hold back her tears anymore. They fell like raindrops, blurring her sight. "Why are you always so cruel to me? Why is it that you always hurt me so heartlessly every time?"Her words came out choked, her voice nothing but a rasp.Laurence reached out and gripped her wrist forcefully, fearful that she would d
Zoey lifted her head with strong determination in her eyes. She smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Scott, you’re also not my only option." She shrugged his hand away and continued, "You’re right, our relationship is merely transactional, and I should maximize my profits. Since it’s strictly business, I can take my business to others." Zoey watched as his expression hardened, his previously restrained anger coming to the surface. He looked very intimidating even when silent.Zoey looked down and mumbled, "I’m talking nonsense."Laurence grabbed her hands and brought her downstairs. Zoey broke free from him without hesitation, looked toward Tristan, who was sitting on the sofa, and stated boldly, "I remember Mr. Gray mentioning he was interested in me."When she finished, the living room became so quiet a pin drop could be heard. Even Tristan was taken aback for a moment. He had indeed said so before, even in front of Laurence. But that was the past; he wouldn't be so careless today.Zoey s