The CEO Who Swore Off Marriage… Until Her novel Chapter 95

Chapter 95 

In Miguel’s memory, Enrica had always wom loungewear plain, unkempt, always at home sembbing the floors or cooking something. She had that constant dusty, dull aura around her. Head down, soft–spoken, and nothing that stood out. 

But at that moment, Enrica almost looked like she was glowing. She stood there, calm and poised, looking straight at him–not merk, not aggressive, just quietly confident. The kind of confidence that didn’t need to prove anything. 

And suddenly, it hit him. That was what she was like when he first met her 

Back then, she was already in a leadership role, managing a whole team. But later, she resigned and became a full–time housewife, and gradually, her sharp edges faded away. 

He didn’t dwell on the memory too long, but the thought left a hollow pang in his chest. The truth was, he hadn’t been completely indifferent to her. When they got married, he had planned to spend the rest of his life with her. 

It was too bad she couldn’t hold onto him. 

Snapping out of his thoughts, Miguel looked at her and said, “Enrica, I didn’t know Rohana was coming to see you. If I had known, I would’ve stopped her.” 

Enrica nodded without much emotion. “Noted. Is there anything else?” 

He frowned. “You really don’t even have the patience to talk to me anymore, do you?” 

She gave him a soft laugh. “Do you even hear yourself? Can I ask–does Sheila know you re here talking to me right now?” 

“What does Sheila have to do with this?” he snapped, clearly annoyed. “You always bring her up. She’s not like you.” 

“Alright. She’s not like me,” Enrica said with a bitter smile. “So what? Why are you here, Mr. Zucker? What do you want from me?” 

He pressed his lips together before finally saying, “That lawyer–Lawrence. I need you to introduce me to him.” 

Enrica blinked. “Lawrence?” 

First Rohana, now him. Both were coming to her over Lawrence. But he was just a lawyer–was it really that serious? 

Miguel nodded, eyes dark “Yes. There’s been a misunderstanding between us. I want to clear the air face to face.” 

Enrica paused before responding, “I’ll have to ask him first.” 

This was Lawrence’s business. She wouldn’t speak on his behalf. 

“Of course,” Miguel said. “If he agrees, contact me as soon as you can.” 

Enrica looked at him, her gaze steady. It was funny–he probably didn’t even realize he was still speaking to her the same way he always had. That same tim commanding tone–like she was still his wife and she owed him something. 

But they no longer had anything to do with each other 

“Mr. Zucker,” she said after a long silence. “Just to clarify our divorce wasn’t exactly peaceful, was it?”