The Day I Stopped Waiting Was the Day He Started Begging novel Chapter 172

Madeline quickly realized what York intended to do. She bit his lip hard, drawing blood, and raised her leg to kick him, but York was already prepared.

He let go of Madeline, wiped the smear of blood from his lip, and let out a sudden, dark laugh.

"Madeline, we aren't divorced yet."

"So what? Does that mean you can just force yourself on me against my will?"

Madeline didn't know why, but a sudden, overwhelming sense of grievance washed over her.

She blinked, tears already pooling in the corners of her eyes.

"York, what gives you the right to keep bullying me like this?"

The usually composed and aloof woman suddenly had a tearful waver in her voice, looking for all the world like a wronged kitten.

York instinctively reached out, but just as his hand brushed her cheek, she dodged away.

His hand hovered in midair before slowly curling into a tight fist.

"Madeline, do you even remember what today is?"

Madeline froze.

It wasn't York's birthday today.

The man said slowly, "Today is The Seventh of July."

Madeline lowered her gaze, hiding the complicated swirl of emotions in her eyes.

She silently shifted to the other side of the sofa.

Today was her and York's Wedding Anniversary.

So much time had passed, so long that she could barely remember these little details anymore.

Once upon a time, York had been a man who deeply valued romance and tradition.

He would always find all sorts of holidays and occasions to take her out on dates.

They had gotten married on this exact date, and Madeline was the one who had chosen it.

He used to say that The Seventh of July was their special day.

Just like the star-crossed lovers in the legends whose devotion moved the heavens, he had hoped they would be the same.

Forever loyal to one another.

But time changed people, and promises faded.

No one could escape that cruel reality.

Madeline snapped out of her memories.

"When you asked if I had plans today, was it because you wanted to celebrate our anniversary?"

"York, we're already getting a divorce. What is the point of celebrating this anniversary?"