I Refuse to Divorce novel (Zoe and Mason) novel Chapter 11

Zoe sold the house two days later. It was worth fifty million, but the buyer haggled the price to twenty-eight million. Mia thought the buyer was too rtuhless, but Zoe gritted her teeth and sold it anyway.

Noah was still in prison, and he could not afford to wait. Aside from his lawyer fee, she needed money to support her family. Under the stress of multiple predicaments, Zoe had no choice but to sell.

She found a way to meet Noah after selling the house. Noah was a dashing, dignified young man who used to always have a pack of rich ladies at his heels. Looked a tad washed out, he was now talking to Zoe through a glass partition.

“Find Liam. He’s a lawyer. He can help both of us, Zoe.”

…

She was about to ask more, but time was up. They were taking Noah back to his cell. He looked at Zoe, unwilling to leave her alone.

Everyone in the family loved and cherished her ever since she was young, but now she had to take up the responsibility of caring for the entire family. Noah read the newspaper. He knew all about Zoe’s current situation.

As he was leaving, she stood up and gripped the bar until her knuckles turned white, “Noah…”

He tapped his lips and murmured soundlessly, “Take care of yourself.”

Zoe watched as he was taken away and sat down after much time had passed.

Liam. She had to find Liam.

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Zoe got a call from the training institution just as she left the prison. They called her Mrs. Lockwood politely and told her they were not hiring anyone for the time being.

She hung up the phone and remained quiet. It was probably Mason’s doing. He was forcing her to go back to him. She was not about to fool herself and think he started to love her because they spent a long time together.

No. He merely needed a wife who waited for him at home and someone to act as a front to maintain his company image. She was nothing in his eyes.

Her phone rang. It was supposed to be an unknown caller, but Mason was on the other end of the phone when she picked up the call. His voice was cold and aloof, as usual.

“We need to talk, Zoe!”