The Man Who Waited vs. The Man Who Wasted novel Chapter 243

Michelle reluctantly walked away.

Grandma Lowell and Caleb Preston went into the study.

No one knew what the two of them discussed in there, but it wasn't long before Caleb Preston left.

...

When Maria heard the violent pounding on the door, she instantly knew it was Adrian.

Jocelyn was sitting at the dining table, leisurely sipping the soup Maria had made for her. "Maria, go to the room and stay with my mom. Don't let Adrian see her."

Maria was fraught with worry.

"Miss Jocelyn, won't he hurt you? He looks like the grim reaper himself, coming in here like that. It's terrifying."

"Don't worry, I'll be perfectly fine. Go back to the room. I'll get the door."

Only after Maria had hurried into the bedroom did Jocelyn casually walk over and open the front door.

Adrian stood outside looking completely murderous, glaring as if he wanted to swallow her whole.

Jocelyn gave him a fleeting glance and turned to walk back inside.

Adrian grabbed her arm.

"What is the meaning of this!"

Jocelyn didn't even bother struggling. "Didn't you see exactly what it means? I'm filing for a litigated divorce. Are those words too complicated for you to understand?"

With that, she shook off his hand, sat back down at the dining table, picked up her spoon, and went back to her soup.

Watching her act so calm and collected only fueled Adrian's absolute fury.

"Didn't we agree to an amicable split? You already signed the papers, and the money was going to hit your account in full. Now you're going back on your word and pulling this stunt. Jocelyn, are you trying to ruin me?"

"You're being a bit dramatic. I never wanted to ruin you; I just want a divorce."

"I already agreed to the divorce!" Adrian smashed his fist onto the table.

Jocelyn lifted her eyelids.

"This is my house. You break it, you buy it. Is this really the best you can do, Adrian? Throwing a temper tantrum and smashing things the second something doesn't go your way?"

"What day?"

Jocelyn scoffed softly. "You really have a short memory."

Adrian gritted his teeth. "Cut the crap and speak!"

"I told you that the Jocelyn you knew wasn't the real Jocelyn. I told you I'd show you exactly who the real Jocelyn is. And I'm going to take back every ounce of the pain and humiliation I suffered in your family, piece by piece."

"Did you really forget all of that, Mr. Lowell?"

Adrian was completely stunned.

"So, this is your way of getting payback?"

Jocelyn shrugged, her tone careless. "You could say that."

Adrian's face turned a dark, mottled red from the sheer force of his rage. "This doesn't benefit you at all! If you burn this bridge, you won't get a single dime. Do you think I'm the only one who's going to become a laughingstock? You will too, Jocelyn!"

Jocelyn put down her spoon, wiped her mouth, and finally looked him dead in the eye.

"I don't care what happens to me. As long as you all suffer, I'm perfectly happy."