30 Days Till I Divorce My Husband novel Chapter 503

Leonora spoke softly, trying to explain, but Taylor just kept his head turned away, not even glancing at her.

Seeing this, Leonora gently shook his hand, “Are you still mad? Aren’t you going to drive me home?”

A few months ago, Leonora wouldn’t have dreamt of trying to placate Taylor or explain herself.

But now, with their breakup already agreed upon, she felt more grounded. Plus, Taylor had been pretty accommodating lately, so she figured it was only fair to meet him halfway this time.

She didn’t want to fight; she wanted to part on good terms. After all, having one more friend is always better than having one more enemy.

Leonora’s gentle approach caught Taylor off guard. He hadn’t expected her to be so patient and calm.

In the past, she would have stormed out and hailed a cab, and they’d end up in a huge argument.

Sighing softly, Taylor finally turned to look at Leonora, his gaze dropping. “Leonora, since we got together, I haven’t messed around. Are you really that lonely without me?”

Taylor's words made Leonora want to laugh and cry at the same time. “Lonely? You saw the chat. Did you see me flirting with anyone or going out with someone else?”

“I couldn’t have been clearer. Stop falsely accusing me; it feels like you’re killing me with these accusations.”

Leonora always made her intentions clear to anyone interested in her, preventing any misunderstandings or false hopes.

Before Taylor could respond, Leonora added, “If you’re still feeling uneasy, go ahead and find someone else. I won’t mind.”

If Taylor could really move on and leave her, Leonora would be over the moon.

To her surprise, Taylor shot her a cold glance. “I’m not in the mood to entertain anyone else. Taking care of you is enough for me.”

Taylor’s choice of words made Leonora laugh, and she stepped closer to wrap her arms around his.

Even though Taylor was still upset, he couldn’t bring himself to stay mad or rebuke her further.

Because what Leonora said was true; she hadn’t engaged with anyone else and had been clear about her intentions.

After staring at Leonora for a while, Taylor finally exhaled softly and said, “I’ll drive you home.”

“Okay.” Leonora nodded, quickly getting ready to leave.

On the way back, Taylor was still visibly down, so he didn’t start any conversation.

Seeing his mood, Leonora sat quietly beside him, also not speaking.

Today, Taylor took a longer route. As the car stopped at a traffic light intersection, he suddenly turned to Leonora and said, “Leonora, delete those people who shouldn’t be lingering around.”

After a pause, Taylor added, “I don’t want to make things awkward between us or put you in a difficult position.”

If he weren’t worried about putting Leonora in a tough spot, he would have already dealt with those people, ensuring they could never approach her again.

But he cared about Leonora’s feelings.

Taylor’s reminder and warning prompted Leonora to look at him, first acknowledging with an “Oh,” then saying, “I understand.”

Seeing her not too cheerful, Taylor reminded her once more, “Just be careful.”

Taylor always spoke with restraint and never harshly towards Leonora.

Not wanting to embarrass her, and Leonora, not wanting to argue, readily agreed to whatever he said.

Soon, the car stopped in front of Leonora’s apartment building. As Leonora opened the door to get out, Taylor, as usual, got out of the car too.

But this time, he didn’t indulge in any affectionate gestures or kisses, just quietly said, “Go rest.”

As soon as Taylor arrived at the office, Blake, looking anxious and flustered, knocked on his office door.

Seeing Blake in such a state, Taylor’s expression darkened slightly.

Blake was usually calm, so what could have caused such a commotion today?

Lifting his gaze to meet Taylor’s, Blake calmed his breath and looked at Taylor seriously, “Mr. Taylor, the Vice Chairman has returned.”

In Blake’s words, the “Second Chairman” referred to Grant, since everyone in their family bore the surname Harrison, that’s how they distinguished between them.

Taylor’s dad wasn’t involved in the company; he was in the military, so the family business was none of his concern, and he never interfered. It was all managed by Taylor, and in the early years, Grant worked alongside him.

As Blake finished speaking, Taylor’s face involuntarily darkened, and the documents he held in his hand were gripped even tighter than before.

It seemed Grant was gearing up to challenge him.

Grant was the late-life son of Keith and Amber; Amber was already in her forties when she had him, which meant he was only a year older than Taylor.

Trouble was, although the cousins were close in age, their temperaments clashed terribly. They had been at odds since childhood.

Grant wasn’t naturally confrontational, but growing up together through the years of bumps and scrapes, it was hard to say who was right and who was wrong.

Especially during their high school and college years, their rivalry reached new heights.

Grant thought Taylor was too overbearing and unreasonable.

Whereas Taylor thought Grant was too hypocritical, all fake kindness and righteousness, so you can imagine what their relationship was like.

Seeing the change in Taylor’s expression, Blake continued his report: “He just landed this morning and has already arrived at the family estate.”