Chapter 387
Genevieve glanced at her. “You met quite a lot of handsome men before too, no?”
“I did, but it‘s the first time I‘ve seen someone as handsome as him. He looks like an angel descended from heaven.”
Genevieve felt a little nauseated, so she pulled out a single cranberry from her bag and ate it.
“Why are you eating that? You should eat more meat!” Johanna used her fork to point at her friend‘s plate. “You‘re too thin right now. If you‘re any thinner, you‘re gonna be blown away by the wind! I can order something else if you don‘t fancy having beef.”
“My stomach hasn‘t been feeling well lately. I‘ll eat them later. You should eat yours first.”
“Okay.” Johanna stayed silent for a while before starting again, “Didn‘t you celebrate Mr. Faulkner‘s birthday not too long ago? Why did you suddenly decide to divorce him?”
Genevieve lowered her eyes. “My marriage with Mr. Faulkner was only meant to achieve our personal goals. Now that the Wood family has fallen, he‘s useless to me. So why stay married?”
That makes sense.
Johanna silently drank her juice.
Then she asked, “Why did you marry Jack, then? Do you like him?”
From what she knew about her friend, she didn‘t think Genevieve would like a man like Jack.
Genevieve‘s lips twitched. She wanted to say something but decided to say something else in the end. “He‘s handsome, rich, and he likes me.”
“Mr. Faulkner is rich and handsome too...” Johanna mumbled.
Suddenly, she stared into her friend‘s eyes. “Is it because you want to be loved by someone, Genev? Did you divorce Mr. Faulkner because you think he doesn‘t love you enough?”
“Mm,” Genevieve agreed with her friend‘s speculation. That was a part of it.
Johanna thought, I mean, he was nice to Genev. He intentionally went to Baykeep to
find her and protect her. Didn‘t he also ask someone to prepare fireworks for her? There was also that time when he hurriedly rushed to the mine when he heard that she got into an accident. Yet, I‘ve never heard him say he loved her before. I guess that explains why she wanted to divorce him.
Genevieve‘s lips twitched. “Ninety times? Are you crazy or am I crazy?”
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