Divorced and Dominant Now You Cry novel Chapter 15

“Mommy, can you please not divorce Daddy?” Celia said as she looked up at Roxy, her eyes still rimmed with tears that hadn’t dried.

Roxy’s heart trembled, but in the end, she shook her head. “Celia, you’re still too young to understand. My marriage to your father has reached the end…”

Celia’s expression dimmed, and she lowered her head.

Roxy tried to comfort her, suggesting, “Why don’t I sleep with you tonight, Celia?”

“No! I don’t want that! I miss Daddy… but I can’t cry. I promised Daddy…”

Celia buried her head under the blanket, not uttering a word again, no matter what else Roxy said.

Sighing helplessly, Roxy could only leave the room.

“Did I really make a mistake?”

She shook her head, her gaze resolute. “No. I’m not wrong! I’ve already repaid Ashton for everything I owed him! My first love has returned to me, and my career is soaring. I have the right to pursue the life I want and not be trapped by Ashton!

“Ashton, I will never let you steal Celia from me. She’s my daughter! I’ll give her the life of a princess. I won’t let her join you in a life of hardship without even having a proper home! Don’t force my hand…”

Meanwhile, Ashton followed Sylvia into the villa next door.

“The house has four floors, Ashton. You can pick whichever room you want. Oh, by the way, my room is on the third floor, the first room on the left. There’s no lock, so you can come in anytime.”

Sylvia happily escorted Ashton into her house. She was already dreaming about the two of them living together. In fact, she started wondering if she should make the first move. Should she take the initiative to offer herself up to him?

In just a matter of seconds, her mind had already drifted into another dimension as she fantasized about all sorts of possibilities.

“I’m fine with any room,” Ashton said. “Once I get custody of Celia, I’ll move out.”

He kept a polite distance from Sylvia.

Sylvia’s expression dimmed for a moment, but it quickly lit up again with sultry charm. Kicking off her heels, she said, “In that case, you can stay on the second floor, Ashton. There’s only one bedroom there.”

Ashton nodded in agreement without thinking too much of it.

The night stretched on.

Ashton settled down in the room on the second floor. After washing up, he sat cross–legged and started focusing on his breathing. It was a cultivation method that enabled him to strengthen himself and elevate his mastery of martial arts.

Once the divorce went through, he’d be free to start a new life, and a man’s ability was the very foundation of everything.

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Chapter 15

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Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Startled, Ashton hesitated for a moment before calling out, “Come in.”

The door opened with a creak.

Instantly, Ashton felt his blood rushing through his veins. His body heated up.

What met his eyes was Sylvia in a V–neck black slip dress, her long black hair draped over one shoulder. He saw the hints of lace, as well as the smooth, pale skin that was on display before him. Her long, slender legs stretched endlessly before him as well.

Sylvia licked her lips seductively. A faint, intoxicating fragrance drifted from her body. Even a priest would be tempted to break his vow of celibacy if he saw this sight.

It never occurred to Ashton that Sylvia would pull something like this the very first night he stayed at her house.

“Am I beautiful, Ashton?”

Sylvia’s heart was racing. Her heels clacked as she closed the distance between them. She wrapped her slender hand around his neck, her eyes hazy. She looked like a ripe fruit just waiting to be plucked and devoured.

“You’re beautiful…”

Both Ashton’s heart and body were responding honestly to Sylvia.

In terms of looks, Sylvia was in no way inferior to Roxy. But while Roxy had a kind of cold and unapproachable beauty, Sylvia was like a fiery ball of passion that threatened to set him on fire.

“In that case… will you take me? Please?”

Sylvia could hear the sound of her heart beating as she exhaled, her warm breath washing over Ashton. She didn’t want to miss this once–in–a–lifetime opportunity. She’d been waiting for this day for too long now.

Fortune always favored the bold.