I Chose Me Over My Marriage novel Chapter 123

Lyra frowned, unable to comprehend what Maxwell was playing at.

"I know you always wanted to find a chance to meet me later on, but I was afraid you'd find it annoying, so I never agreed. Is there a problem with that?"

Maxwell's pupils shrank drastically.

"Then tell me, what was the first line you wrote in every letter?"

Hearing this question, Lyra finally understood.

He didn't believe a word she had just said.

Whatever. Since this was the last time, clearing the air would fulfill her final lingering wish.

"Lyrical days have passed, how have you been?"

Pausing for a moment, Lyra added.

"Actually, in those letters, I revealed my identity to you countless times."

"You said..." what?

Maxwell couldn't even finish the question, his pupils trembling.

Lyrical days.

Lyra.

Lyra Lennox.

Lyra was right. She really had told him her identity all along.

But back then, he had never believed it.

Thinking back on it now, even after he had already fallen for Aria, the letters would still occasionally appear in his desk, though less frequently, until a month before the final exams when he received the very last one. He never received another after that.

All those signs seemed incredibly suspicious now.

Maxwell gripped Lyra's shoulders tightly, his voice desperate.

"Lyra, are you listening to me? I don't want this divorce anymore. Let's go back and remarry right now. I promise I will never treat you the way I used to."

As he spoke, he grabbed her wrist, attempting to drag her back toward the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Lyra looked at him as if he were completely deranged, and she aimed a vicious kick right at his leg.

Caught off guard, Maxwell stumbled forward, and Lyra seized the opportunity to jump back into her car.

By the time Maxwell spun around, Lyra had already locked the doors. No matter how much he shouted her name from the outside, she remained entirely unfazed.

"Lyra, get out of the car. Let's talk about this properly. I've taken everything you just said to heart. Believe me, I..."

"Enough, Maxwell. I didn't say all that to win your sympathy, nor did it mean anything else. The fact is, we are divorced, and nothing is going to change that. Please don't exhaust my last shred of decency, and stop saying such disgusting things to me."

With that final declaration, Lyra hit the gas and sped away.