Chapter 13-2
She didn’t want a divorce and was trying to save their marriage in this way!
Even the proud her would lower her head in front of him.
Alex’s lips tightened, and his blue eyes darkened.
She was like a noble and aloof cat, but in front of him, her master, she would obediently lie at his feet, submissively seeking his favor.
Are you trying to seduce me?” he said coldly, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.
“It’s no use trying. We are definitely getting a divorce.”
His tone grew more sarcastic, “Don’t think you can dodge this just because Grandpa has your back. We’ve been married for five years; you should know my personality. Once I decide on something, it will never change.”
Alex’s piercing gaze scanned her from head to toe, nearly scrutinizing.
“Don’t think that dressing like this will make any difference. Even if you were standing naked in front of me, the result would be the same. Don’t waste your time and efforts.”
Harper shivered as a chill ran through her body. In his mind, everything she did had a purpose; her actions were such disgraceful.
Harper laughed coldly. “You’re overthinking it. There were no other nightgowns in the bathroom.”
She looked him straight in the eye and asked, “Since we’re getting a divorce, why do you care about a nightgown? What I do and what I wear in the future would have nothing to do with you.”
After saying that, she didn’t look at him again, picked up the quilt, and lay down on the sofa.
Seeing that she didn‘: plan to sleep in the bed, Alex felt an inexplicable sense of disappointment.
Was she trying to draw a line? Even if they were in the same room, she would treat him like a stranger?
He suddenly got a bit sulky. “Just sleep on the bed and leave the sofa to me. You’re a guest, and I don’t want to be accused of mistreating a guest.”
If she wanted to distance herself, he would grant her wish.
This was the Lavien Mansion, and she was no longer part of the Lavien family, just a guest staying over.
“No need, I’m good on the sofa,” Harper’s voice came from her turned back, carrying a cold sense of detachment.
Just then, the phone on the table buzzed.
Alex angrily grabbed the phone and saw a message on the screen: [Hey, beautiful girl, I meant what I said today. Take your time to consider it before turning me down.]
It was a message from Caden, and the phone in his hand wasn’t his, but Harper’s.
Alex felt a surge of anger rising in his chest.
What had they talked about? What did he mean by ‘I meant what I said today? Did Caden really confess to her?
He threw the phone onto the table, his face dark and furious. “I’ve never seen such a shameless woman like you! No matter what, you’re still part of the Lavien family, yet you openly flirt with men in the Lavien Mansion. Aren’t you afraid that Grandpa will be heartbroken if he knows? You say you don’t want to upset him and want Emily to leave, but what have you done?
Under the light, his face was stormy. “Hypocritical, selfish! Harper, how did I not see this before?”
His words were so heartless, like a sharp knife stabbing into Harper.
Harper sat up, her eyes glistening with tears. “Have you done anything better? In broad daylight, you flaunt your mistress while abandoning your wife. Aren’t you afraid of making Grandpa angry?”
“That’s different.”
“How is it different?”
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Chapter 13-2
Alex stared at her, enunciating each word, ‘Emily is my future wife!”
He was declaring that he was definitely going to marry Emily.
Harper sneered, “Well, I’m sorry, Mr. Lavien, but Caden is my future husband.”
