I Chose Me Over My Marriage novel Chapter 99

Lyra nodded with a smile and took her leave.

Harrison watched her retreating figure, his mind spinning with plans.

It wasn't until quite some time passed that he snapped out of his daze, a fierce determination gleaming in his eyes.

That evening.

Lyra didn't head straight home after work.

Today was the design department's annual team-building dinner.

Over the past few days, she had quickly bonded with everyone on the team; perhaps because they were all around the same age, the dynamic was incredibly natural and relaxed.

Entering the private dining room, she purposely chose a seat tucked away in the corner—quiet enough to avoid the spotlight, but not so isolated that she looked standoffish.

"Lyra, I'm dying to know something. I've been holding it in because I didn't want to come across as nosy."

Hearing Courtney's tentative voice, Lyra instantly guessed what was coming.

"Is this about Maxwell?"

Courtney offered a sheepish, apologetic smile.

Seeing her hesitation, Lyra answered with refreshing candor. "When I was younger, I was completely blinded by love. I genuinely thought he was a good man I could rely on for the rest of my life. It wasn't until later that I realized his entire approach was built on a calculated agenda. It's the twenty-first century anyway; a divorce is just a divorce, it's really not the end of the world."

Hearing Lyra's nonchalant explanation, Courtney let out a heavy, empathetic sigh.

"You're so right. Everyone runs into a few total jerks in their lifetime; what matters is having the courage to walk away. My mom's been nagging me to get married lately, but now I finally have the perfect excuse to tell her I'm staying single forever!"

With that, she downed her glass of wine in one swift gulp.

"My situation is just one bad example. You'll find someone who treats you right eventually, it's just a matter of time. So don't rush into anything, but don't completely shut the door either. Just let things happen naturally."

As Lyra offered the advice, a wave of self-deprecation washed over her.

It was always so easy to be philosophical about other people's lives.

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