I Forgot I Ever Loved You (Zoe and Hayden) novel Chapter 443

Garrett met his furious glare without backing down an inch.

After a tense silence, Hayden spoke slowly.

“My marriage to Zoe is a military union. Under my protection, no one would dare touch her.”

“Oh?”

Garrett dragged out the syllable, dripping with sarcasm.

“Has it ever occurred to you that without this marriage, no one in the world would have dared to bully her in the first place? You know better than anyone who has truly been hurting her this whole time.

With Zoe’s current abilities and status, no one can shake her position.”

Garrett enunciated every word.

“Let her go, Mr. Thorne. You have the woman you want. There's no need to keep Zoe locked down. She is never coming back to you.”

The light in Hayden’s eyes slowly died out. In the face of Garrett’s relentless standoff, he finally surrendered.

“Fine. Let's hope this is what she truly wants. Tell her not to regret it.”

Hayden walked up to the counter, handed over the receipt Garrett had brought, and exchanged a few words with the clerk.

Minutes later, two red divorce certificates were handed back to them.

Garrett opened his, meticulously verifying the identification details. Once he was satisfied, he gripped the booklet tightly.

“Thank you, Mr. Thorne.”

Without another word of pointless banter, Garrett turned on his heel and walked out.

Under the rolled-up cuff of Hayden’s sleeve, the mechanical watch on his pale wrist caught the sterile light.

He gripped his own divorce certificate so hard it nearly warped.

Justice Jordan stood nearby, absolutely terrified to breathe.

Hayden radiated an overwhelming, suffocating menace, his dark eyes swirling like a violent storm.

Outside the courthouse, Hayden climbed into his car, his face a mask of ice.

Garrett's car was parked just a short distance away.

As Garrett opened the back door and slid in, Hayden's gaze briefly locked with Zoe’s across the distance.

Having worked for Hayden for years, he knew the man’s grasp of the law was sharper than most professional attorneys.

Spouting this kind of irrational nonsense only meant one thing.

Hayden was genuinely losing his mind with rage.

The Maybach tore onto the main road like a bat out of hell.

Watching the taillights vanish into the distance, Justice Jordan wiped the sweat from his palms.

He stared down at the little red booklet he was clutching like a lifeline. After five long years, he could finally exhale.

From now on, he wouldn't have to live in perpetual terror, dreading a midnight call demanding he draft yet another divorce settlement at Blackwood Manor.

Thinking of how fearlessly Garrett had stood up to Hayden, the lawyer felt a profound urge to thank the man for delivering him from this endless torment.

Back in his car, Garrett placed the certificate in Zoe’s hand.

She opened it. It was real.

He studied her face. There was no trace of sadness—only a glimmer of genuine surprise and disbelief.