Chapter 103 Honoring the Contract
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“What do you want to talk about?” Alfred asked, his thin lips pressed into a tight line.
Nella didn’t know how to start.
After a long silence, she finally said, “How about … we end the contract early?”
As the words fell, Alfred’s pupils shrank sharply.
“What did you say?”
His voice sounded steady and perfectly controlled.
But his hand, which was wrapped in gauze, was clenched so tightly that blood began to seep through.
Nella repeated herself, “I said, we should end the contract early.”
She felt that the outcome would be better for everyone.
She wouldn’t have to endure Zoey’s hostility and harassment anymore.
She could also distance herself from Alfred openly, instead of constantly scrambling for excuses to avoid him.
Zoey wouldn’t be triggered because of her anymore, which would also spare Alfred the emotional strain.
Killing three birds with one stone. She believed Alfred would understand what choice served him best.
The living room fell into a suffocating silence.
The biting cold wind outside seemed to creep in.
Even the warm, heated room felt colder somehow.
No one knew how long had passed before Alfred’s voice finally rang out, cold as frost.
“You want a divorce?”
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