She Walked Away With His Twins While He Begged the Ground She Walked On novel Chapter 566

"Miles, I need to talk to you."

Miles walked into his office and took a seat on the leather sofa.

"What is it?"

"I called you, but you didn't answer. I texted you, but you didn't reply. What exactly did I do wrong to make you hate me so much?"

Dressed in a soft-toned dress, Jade's beautiful eyes were already misting over. The tip of her nose was slightly red, and she forced her voice to tremble with grievance.

The pale, cold light from the floor-to-ceiling windows spilled over the massive executive desk.

A faint shadow fell over Miles's handsome face, half of it obscured in the dark.

He pressed his fingers hard against his temples, as if trying to suppress the chaotic frustration tearing at him inside.

An invisible aura of cold detachment emanated from him, making the air in the office feel heavy.

After a moment, he let go of his temples. When he looked at her, his eyes were as dark and unfathomable as a deep pool. "Jade, I did what I promised. From now on, unless it's an emergency, let's keep our contact to a minimum."

Jade had expected him to comfort her, to offer some excuse about being busy lately. She never expected him to be so brutally devoid of warmth, projecting only exhausted indifference.

She spoke with fragile grievance: "Miles, aren't we... friends?"

"Why can't we stay in touch?"

"Jade, it's time you found yourself a boyfriend instead of wasting your time on me."

Miles felt she still didn't grasp his meaning, so there was no point in sugarcoating it. He laid it out directly.

"Miles, what did you just say?"

Jade looked at him as if she had misheard. Miles was telling her to find a boyfriend? Telling her not to waste her time on him?

Her heart instantly felt like it had been ripped open, the pain making her face go pale.

He averted his gaze from her pained, shattered expression, shifting his attention to the documents on his desk, unwilling to engage further.

Clutching her chest in agony, Jade stared at him with utter desolation. "Miles... if that incident at the hotel four years ago hadn't happened, we would have been married by now!"

"Are you really going to throw away all our years of history?"

But now? Not only had she lost her exclusive privileges, but he was literally telling her to go find another man?

A massive wave of agony and resentment crashed over her, the bitterness intertwining in her heart as if threatening to swallow her whole.

Her throat tightened, and her voice trembled, suppressing the urge to sob:

"Miles, have you... have you fallen for Quinn? Do you not want to divorce her anymore?"

Miles's fingers twitched, a surge of anger rising in his chest. How could he possibly be in love with Quinn?

He only admitted to having a physical attraction to her. Perhaps, after being intimate a few times, he realized his body wasn't as repulsed by her as he had imagined—but he absolutely refused to admit he liked her.

"I don't like her. And I've already signed the divorce papers."

Upon hearing this, Jade's ashen eyes instantly caught a glimmer of hope, her heart leaping with wild joy.

"You... you're already going through the divorce proceedings with her?"

Detecting the obvious delight in her tone, Miles's expression darkened. "Jade, just because I'm divorcing her doesn't mean I'm going to start a new relationship."