After marrying my boss (Anna) novel Chapter 419

Chapter 419 The Truth

My heart lurched at how ferocious he looked one minute, then looking lost in the next. He had seemed so enraged as though he wanted me dead earlier that I couldn’t believe those words had come out of his mouth.

He said he loved me so much that it had seeped into his skin and carved into his bones. I didn’t trust it one bit. After all, he wouldn’t have abandoned me if he loved me to that extent. At the end of the day, he simply didn’t love me enough.

“Do you truly love me? Because I don’t feel your love even for one bit. Do you remember how you treated me after what happened with your mother? Or have you forgotten about it?”

The corners of my lips curled into a smirk as tears filled my eyes.

If he had loved me so, why did he serve me a divorce agreement right after what happened with his mother, without any explanation? Was that his way of loving me?

“Until now, you still owe me an explanation for that incident. Anna, tell me honestly, are you really the perpetrator behind that incident?”

Suddenly, his gaze turned sharp. It felt as if he could see right through me.

I blinked slowly, confused by his question. What does he mean by that? Is he trying to say that he didn’t think that I was the perpetrator behind that incident?

But if he didn’t think that I was the perpetrator, why would he serve me a divorce agreement? I couldn’t think of any other reason why he had to divorce me except for his mother’s incident.

Besides, Lincoln had said before that he wouldn’t let the person who hurt his wife stay.

“What are you trying to say? Do you think it wasn’t me? That I wasn’t the one behind it?”

I locked my gaze with him as I smoothened out my expression and suppressed my raging thoughts.

“You’re my woman. No one understands you better than I do. You would never do something like that. That being said, I have no idea why you would shoulder the blame for it. I’ve given you a chance to explain, but you never did.”

His tone was grave as he looked at me.

I felt my gut tighten at his words. I thought he bought my excuse then, but hearing him now, it was obvious that he had never believed I was the perpetrator, not even once.

I sucked in a deep breath to try and keep my expression neutral. Not knowing what he had in mind, I had to be careful with my words and actions.

“If you didn’t believe I was the one who hurt your mother, why did you treat me so coldly then? Why did you divorce me?”

I finally got to ask him the questions that had always lingered in my mind. Anticipation filled me as I studied his eyes, hoping for a silver lining.

Maybe things were not as bad as I had thought. Maybe he’s not that heartless toward me.

My heart raced as I waited for his answer.

“I should be the one asking you about the divorce. You’re the one who dumped a signed divorce agreement on me and left, after all. You even got my father involved to help you with the divorce procedure. I never thought you could do such a thing, Anna. It seems I have underestimated you.”

At the mention of the divorce, his expression turned cold, and anger laced his voice.