My CEO HUSBAND sign the divorce novel Chapter 60

Chapter 60: He Is Not the Right Person for You

""Haven’t you and Lilian been photographed together countless times already?"I asked him

"The situation is different."

"How?"

"I’m a public figure," Alexander replied calmly. "You’re not. If you’re exposed, everything about you will be dragged into the spotlight. Your past, your actions—everything will be judged. Aiden’s fans may not accept you. Beyond online backlash, there could even be extreme fans who act out. Are you sure you can handle that?"

I stayed quiet.

He wasn’t wrong.

I had always kept a low profile. I avoided cameras, avoided attention. Even at Èclat Beauty’s product launches, I stayed behind the scenes while a spokesperson handled the spotlight.

Being with Aiden would mean constant exposure... constant scrutiny.

Exhausting.

I already knew what he was implying was that Aiden is not suitable for me."

" you should think carefully about this Alicia, think about What happens to his career if you’re seen together?,With his current status," Alexander continued, "it could affect him too."

I understood his reasoning.

But I wasn’t about to give in.

"Thank you for your concern," I said, my tone firm. "But if I truly like someone, none of that matters. Obstacles can be dealt with."

His expression stiffened instantly, his jaw tightening.

The displeasure in his eyes was no longer hidden.

I almost laughed.

He was overreacting to something that barely existed.

"I don’t owe you an explanation about my life anymore," I added coldly.

Alexander frowned, rubbing his forehead as if restraining himself. "Alicia, don’t act impulsively."

"How am I being impulsive?" I shot back, my voice steady despite the anger rising inside me.

"I’m worried about you," he said, his tone heavier now. "Aiden may not be the right person for you. I don’t want you doing something you’ll regret."

"Something I’ll regret?" I repeated, raising an eyebrow. "Are you talking about cheating?"

He fell silent.

That silence said everything.

"Don’t worry," I continued, a bitter smile forming. "Until we’re officially divorced, I won’t be sleeping in another man’s bed."

The words came out sharper than I intended—but I didn’t take them back.

"I have my principles."

My grandparents were simple farmers. My father was an honest journalist. No matter where I ended up in life, there were lines I would never cross.

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