“…It’s getting late, so you should take a shower and get some rest. I have to send Yulia to school anyway…”
Turning to look at the clean suit on the table—that had been properly ironed by hotel staff—, Zivon replied in a slightly awkward tone, “…Alright, but before you get busy… Do approve my friend request on WhatsApp…”
His embarrassment was understandable. After all, he was the one who had blacklisted her, yet here he was, requesting to be added as a friend again.
Regardless, his statement made Xavia feel slightly relieved. After all, since he bothered asking her about this, then it meant that things were going to work out, right…?
Though Xavia wanted to reply, Zivon had already hung up since he was worried that he’d take too much of her already busy schedule. This, of course, caused Xavia to feel slightly disappointed. Just why did she have to be this emotional…! Was this even her anymore?!
Scratching the back of her head in annoyance, she ultimately shook the thought off before approving Zivon’s WhatsApp friend request. Following that, she headed into the bathroom to wash up…
However, it didn’t take long for her message notification tone to ring. Brushing her teeth with one hand, she then gave the message a look…
‘I don’t know what the weather is like in Darlsbury, but it’s raining here. Just have an umbrella with you if you plan to head out. Take good care of yourself.’
…His words were brimming with concern… That aside, just as Dolly had said, he really had asked her how the weather here was! How shocking!
Now feeling that Dolly’s words made sense, Xavia took a deep breath… and ultimately chose not to immediately reply. Instead, she simply continued washing up…
Moving back to Zivon, after changing into his neat, new suit—looking as dignified as ever—, he headed out of his room… only to be greeted by the sight of an elegantly dressed Jenna. When it came to beauty, she was definitely a looker as much as Xavia was… However, Jenna’s eyes and temperament would forever feel less than comfortable to Zivon, a stark contrast to Xavia.
Speaking of Xavia… the fact that she hadn’t replied yet made him feel a little upset.
Zivon was done speaking. His words had already been very decisive back when they talked about this in the private courtyard. The fact that he was so willingly promising her such great fortune was clearly his method of re-emphasizing his decisiveness.
While Jenna had always been aware that he never truly loved her, she was unwilling to part… After all, to think that ten whole years of waiting would be exchanged for such a wretched end…
Laughing bitterly, she then replied, “…We can get a divorce, but you need to sleep with me at least once. The divorce can proceed as long as you do that.”
Knitting his brows, an icy aura began exuding from the man as he said, “I haven’t touched you in years. What makes you think I’d touch you now? Please refrain from crossing the line.”
“So what if I do? Even after being with you for this long, you still refuse to even touch my hand! Don’t you know how dissatisfying that feels? People would surely find it ridiculous that I haven’t slept with you at all, even after being married for so long! I don’t care if you have to intoxicate yourself, I’m not leaving till we sleep together at least once…! No amount of money is worth that experience, not even if you hand me the Burton Group!”
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