Trick Him Into Divorce, Then Flee With His Unknow Kid novel Chapter 64

Chapter 64: Chapter 64 One Last Request Rejected

The recording studio was divided into separate booths. With an assistant’s guidance, Rose quickly found the dressing room where Samantha was.

Samantha hadn’t used the production team’s makeup crew; instead, she had specifically brought her own high-priced stylist. She was determined to leave a lasting impression on the audience.

When Rose arrived, even before entering the dressing room, she spotted Ryan at the far end of the corridor.

Ryan was standing there with one hand in his pocket, his head slightly bowed as he replied to work messages. His jacket was draped over his arm, and his white shirt had an exquisite texture. A beam of light streamed in through the window, causing the studio staff to glance his way.

Rose had always acknowledged that Ryan was devastatingly attractive.

But amid the chaos of their marriage, that advantage was no longer worth mentioning.

As she walked, her gaze fell on the hand holding his phone—it was empty, with no wedding ring.

In fact, he had hardly ever worn it since they got married.

Unlike her. That ring had practically become a part of her, the indentation so deep it wouldn’t fade. The contrast made it seem almost laughable.

She suddenly felt a surge of resentment—why had she realized this so late and taken it off so late?

Back then, she had comforted herself by thinking Ryan simply disliked the encumbrance of jewelry.

Now they were getting a divorce.

Only now did she understand his true intentions: he simply didn’t want to admit he had married her, preferring to remain single in the eyes of the world.

She took a step closer.

Ryan glanced over at her with a casual, nonchalant air.

He didn’t seem surprised to see her there.

Rose quickly realized that she was also on the guest list for the show, so Ryan must have known.

So...

He knew she would be on camera too, yet he still came to accompany Samantha as a couple on the show, just to make her the laughingstock of the century?

The thought made Rose frown.

The feeling of being toyed with grew stronger.

“Can I have a few minutes of your time?” Her tone was as calm as she could manage.

Ryan slipped his phone back into his pocket, turned around, and faced her.

“Whether it’s convenient or not, you’ve already cornered me here, haven’t you?”

His words sounded like a joke.

But his expression was so impassive that it made her feel inexplicably uneasy.

Rose met his gaze head-on.

“I imagine you must not be busy, since you found the time to accompany Samantha here.”

There was unmistakable sarcasm in her words.

Ryan picked up on it.

His eyebrows twitched slightly as he waited for Rose to continue.

“I rarely ask you to do anything, but this time, could you please not appear on the show?” Rose composed herself and made her request as calmly as possible.

She didn’t want Ariel to find out just how terrible her biological father was.

Especially since the divorce papers hadn’t been finalized yet. Within those boundaries, she had the right to protect her daughter.

After all, they would be appearing in public together.

It would be no different from slapping her in the face in front of everyone who knew her identity.

“Reason.”

Ryan looked at her calmly and asked.

Rose clenched her fists.

She certainly couldn’t tell him it was because the child might see.

“We don’t have much time left anyway. Let’s save face for both of us. I won’t expose your affair, and you handle your true love discreetly. Wouldn’t that be a happy ending for everyone?”

The divorce agreement even specified the date of the divorce.

They had just over a month left.

Ryan had already read the divorce agreement—couldn’t he even wait that short while?

Ryan paid no heed to the implication behind her words, we don’t have much time left.

He simply stared quietly at Rose’s face.

Her back was stiff as a board, and when she looked up at him, her eyes were red-rimmed. Even though her expression was calm, she resembled a balloon being inflated at top speed—so taut it seemed ready to burst at any moment.

He looked at her.

He didn’t agree.

Nor did he refuse.

Rose could barely fathom what he was thinking.

“I hope you’ll think it over carefully. After all, we’ll be getting our divorce papers soon—”

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