A Love Forgotten (Arianna and Elijah) novel Chapter 231

I stopped in my hacks, staring at her. 

Thable tecontain! 

thet excitement, Jocelyn naked. “I was aitificial insemination. 

Tagged Jocelyn recoiled, her face shifting from smug offended. “You Are you really that disgusted by me? 

Waves of nausea churned through me. and I fought back the wige to be sick again. “Yes, I’m disgusted by you and Elijah. Just hearing about your scheming makes me want to throw up 

And I did, unable to hold back, Jocelyn let out a shocked vell 

Attracted by the commotion, Elijah came over, his face darkening as he took Jocelyn’s arm. He snapped, “Why are you here? 

She trigned a timid look” was worked about you. Elijah, didn’t they give you a hard time?” 

His annoyance softened slighth, her concern seeming to calms him. He glanced at the mess on the floor, looking at me with a frown. 

“Ariana, what’s wrong with you?” 

I waved him off, unwilling to explain. “I’m heading home.” 

Elijah’s frown deepened. “Ariana, stop trying to use these stunts to buy time. If you’re set on the divorce, then and it already. I’ve had enough?” he shouted. 

I looked up at him, struggling to keep my gaze steady. Through the haze, I saw the young man he once was, full of youthful intensity, looking up at me. 

That sudden thrill, as if it had happened just yesterday, felt close enough to touch, But now, the man standing in front of me was saying he’d had enough. 

Enough of what? Enough of my persistence, or enough of this seven–year face? 

Reality and memory blur together, and let out a faint laugh 

“Elijah, I’ve had enough too.” My voice was quiet but firm 

Elijah stared at me, thrown off by my response. He forced down his anger. 

“Ariana, just agree to the first proposal, okay? Let’s part on good terms.” 

“Part on good terms?” Trepeated. 

My vision was so blurred that I could barely make out the lawyers and the mediator nearby. I gave a bitter smile. 

“How can we possibly “part on good terms‘ at this point?” I looked Elijah squarely in the eyes, his face frozen in shock. “Elijah, if I could go back, I’d just wish to never have met you.” 

And with that, I walked slowly out of the courthouse. Webb made to follow me, but the mediator held him back 

The sunlight outside was harsh, and the gusts of autumn wird made me shiver, bringing some clarity to my foggy mind 

“Ms. York, was today your mediation heating for the divorce with Mr. Linden? 

A person crowded up to me, nearly bumping me off balance.