Chapter 8
Angeline fitted the Lawsons‘ bill even better than Sean because she was able to control her emotions, withdraw herself, and do everything as she was told.
Sean pushed his glasses further up his nose and spoke calmly. “The business industry isn’t a small one, but it’s also not that huge either. Whatever happened between you and the Fletchers‘ youngest heir will eventually reach the Lawsons‘ ears in Krontos.”
“It’s the same with Ned. I won’t have anything more to do with him after this,” Angeline said, tugging at the hem of her shirt. “As soon as the police can prove my innocence, I’ll
finalize the divorce with him and leave Oceanford.”
She wasn’t about to tell Sean where she was going.
“You won’t have anything more to do with him after this?”
Sean’s eyes turned dark and deep. He looked like he didn’t believe her at all as he leaned back on the couch. “Back then, you were also seated opposite me like this, telling me determinedly that Ned was more important than your life.”
“Not anymore,” Angeline said curtly without hesitation.
Sean quietly stared at the calm and indifferent Angeline. There was a hint of a smile in Sean’s eyes. The corners of his lips also lifted very slightly.
Ned, still listening at the door, stuck his hands inside his pockets and walked away frown.
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Angeline had better mean it when she said she didn’t want to have anything to do with him anymore. He didn’t want her to start giving him excuses when it was time to finalize their divorce.
Ned returned to his bed and lay down, feeling conflicted.
Sometime around midnight, Ned’s mind started wandering off. He saw a sunset–tinted wall, he smelled the scent of gardenias, and he saw the beautiful face smiling at him with a wall of blooming roses behind her.
He suddenly jerked awake. He couldn’t stop his heart from thumping loudly in his chest. Ned held his heart as he sat up. His forehead was covered in a layer of sweat.
Angeline had told him about their past. At first, her friends had also told him about their relationship. However, Ned refused to listen to them.
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To him, the past didn’t matter anymore. What was important was that he only wanted to spend his future with Ingrid.
Ned grabbed a bottle of water, twisted it open, and took a large swig of the drink. He was forcing himself to calm down.
“Let’s finalize the divorce after the police have cleared my name and you have publicly apologized to me.”
Ned massaged his temples as he remembered what Angeline told him at the club the other day.
He just wanted to get it over with and have nothing else to do with Angeline anymore. He didn’t want to wait any longer.
Early the next morning, Ned was getting ready to enter Angeline’s ward next door to talk about their divorce and the public apology. However, when he reached her door, he heard Miles Locke’s voice coming from the inside.
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