Divorce Me I'm Done Serving You (Ayla and Troy) novel Chapter 903

Blake lifted her cup and took a big sip. "Yeah. I've been run down, and the jet lag hasn't settled. Iced Americano works best."

Herman fell silent.

Does she really have to do this? Can't she take her condition more seriously?

He wanted to take her coffee away and replace it with a cup of hot milk.

But in the end, Herman said nothing.

With something on his mind, he had little interest in breakfast.

Blake thought he was just putting on an act. Even so, she still asked, "Your sister's situation still not handled?"

Herman didn't show much emotion. "It's not that complicated."

"Then why are you in a bad mood?"

Herman looked up. "You can tell I'm in a bad mood?"

He almost asked if she was concerned about him.

Blake said, "It's obvious."

After that, she took another long sip of her iced Americano.

Once she set the cup down, Herman's expression seemed even worse.

Blake was puzzled.

Was he the one acting like he was on his period?

Blake asked, "You don't want people to notice you're upset?"

Herman knew he had let his emotions show. He quickly reined it in, but what he said sounded strange. "You'll never know why I'm upset."

Blake said, "Does it matter why you're upset?"

Herman said, "It matters and it doesn't."

Blake asked, "Does it have anything to do with me?"

Herman went quiet for a few seconds. It did have something to do with her, but since it was his one-sided feelings and concern, it also had nothing to do with her.

Herman said, "Half and half."

Blake said, "If it both matters and doesn't, and it doesn't really involve me, then I don't think I need to know why you're upset."

After that, Blake dropped the subject.

Herman liked how decisive and composed she was, how she handled everything cleanly.

But at the same time, because of that personality, she was impossible to hold on to.

And she had never even thought about holding on to anyone.

What a frustrating situation.

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During the day, Herman went to see Melody once. The doctor had prescribed her sedatives, and her mood had stabilized a bit. She no longer lost control the moment she saw him.

After evaluation, the psychiatrist diagnosed Melody with persecutory delusions.

She had indeed provoked Bria, but Bria's bodyguards had not shown up immediately. Even so, Melody remained in constant fear and panic.

Herman could only arrange for a relative to stay and watch over her. Otherwise, once he returned home, Melody wouldn't receive proper supervision or care.

Herman caught a flash of unease on her face.

That didn't match her usual demeanor.

"Ms. Winston, I'm Melody's brother, Herman," he said.

Bria really was uneasy. Kaleb was about to arrive, and she was secretly seeing him. She didn't want anyone familiar to find out.

So this time, she was unusually agreeable. "I know you want to talk about Melody. This time I didn't come out on the losing end, so I won't hold it against her. Mr. Howell, you're a friend of my brother's, so I'll respect that. As long as Melody doesn't come after me again, I won't cause trouble for her either."

Herman agreed.

As soon as Bria finished speaking, she caught sight of Kaleb out of the corner of her eye.

"I've got something to take care of. I'll head out first."

With that, she walked off in the opposite direction from Kaleb.

She didn't give Herman any chance to continue the conversation.

Herman was a polite man. His gaze followed her as she left, so he didn't notice Kaleb.

Bria had never felt this guilty before.

After leaving the villa, she quickly had Kaleb come out.

The two of them had been secretly dating for nearly half a year.

At first, Bria had thought she wouldn't stick with it for long. But somehow, here they were.

She wasn't the type to play the role of a well-behaved woman or a perfect partner. Being with Kaleb felt like a carefree relationship between young people, without any thoughts about the future.