30 Days Till I Divorce My Husband novel Chapter 475

Any conditions?

Taylor’s offer was just too good to pass up.

But Leonora stayed put, not because she didn’t want anything, but because she wanted out. Plain and simple.

Their eyes locked in a silent battle, with Taylor waiting for her reply. Unblinking, Leonora finally broke the silence, “What if I want to call it quits?”

Taylor’s face darkened instantly.

He’d given her a chance to ask for anything, and here she was, still as stubborn as ever.

Before he could explode, Leonora quickly changed the subject, “I’m starving.”

Taylor’s mood shifted slightly. “Room service should’ve arrived by now. Let’s get dressed,” he said, getting up first.

His day had started off well enough, but the news that Leonora wasn’t pregnant, combined with her sharp words, had soured it.

For the first time in his life, he felt like his emotions were being yanked around.

The feeling was infuriating.

He couldn’t yell at her or scold her, because in the end, he’d be the one feeling terrible.

By the time Leonora got dressed, their dinner had arrived. It was already 8 p.m., and the sky was pitch black.

As Taylor set the table, Leonora unceremoniously plopped down in a chair.

Watching her, he handed her a fork. “Eating is the only thing you ever seem eager about.”

Leonora took the fork and began eating seriously.

Taylor casually served her some food. It was rare for them to sit down and have a meal together.

Midway through dinner, Leonora was already planning to head home, since her shift was over.

But then Taylor dropped a bombshell. “Leonora, why don’t you move in with me?”

Startled, Leonora looked up as Taylor continued, “This apartment is under your name. The deed’s in the desk drawer. It’d be convenient for us, plus it’s close to your parents.”

Despite promising her that she didn’t have to stay over, the thought of her sneaking birth control pills behind his back made him want to keep her closer, to keep an eye on her.

“And the new car today was also for you, to make getting around easier.”

Taylor’s perfectly planned gestures only fueled Leonora’s anger. “Taylor, we agreed, no overnight stays. Why are you asking me to move in? I don’t want your apartment or your car. Take them back!”

“If I need to sign anything, I will.”

She was dead set on breaking up, yet he was thinking about moving in together.

They were on entirely different wavelengths.

And Joselyn’s prediction today had been eerily accurate.

Taylor had already given her everything, even before they broke up.

She had her grievances too, and now, Taylor had opened the door for this confrontation. As he voiced his displeasures, Leonora seized the chance to express hers fully.

Her words left Taylor speechless, devoid of counterarguments.

His gaze cold, he pondered over their two-year relationship, realizing she harbored no affection for him. Harder than his own heart, he wondered, what did Grant see in such a woman?

The atmosphere was tense, a stalemate hanging thick in the air. Taylor, realizing he was on the losing end of the argument, tried to shift gears, “Alright, let’s call a truce for today. Go ahead and eat.” He then added, “But I’m not taking back the house or the car. If you don’t want them, just leave them be!”

“And, I’m not insisting you stay over, but I’m not driving you back tonight.”

After their spat, Taylor wasn’t in the mood to always give in. Today, he was standing his ground.

Leonora retorted, “I’ll just take a cab back later.”

Taylor, who had just picked up his fork, snapped it down on the table, turning to her sharply, “It’s the weekend tomorrow, and I rarely get a day off. Do you really have to make a scene and go back?” He then ordered, “Call your parents and tell them you’re staying.”

Even in his anger, he didn’t want Leonora to leave, even if it meant they’d continue their argument later.

Today, he simply didn’t want to yield to her wishes; he wanted her to relent for once.

At Taylor’s command, Leonora’s stubborn streak kicked in, and she challenged him, “I won’t call.”

Frustrated, Taylor gritted his teeth, “Fine, if you manage to leave tonight, I’ll take your last name.”

The argument they had tried to hold back all day had finally erupted.