Whispers of Destiny: His Belated Love novel Chapter 108

Oswald sensed something unusual between the two: “Rose, who’s this?”

Rosemary, who was called out, turned around and was about to speak when Maxwell behind her said, “I’m Rosemary’s husband. It’s raining, and I’m here to pick her up.”

As he spoke, he pulled her closer into his embrace.

“Yes, he’s my husband,” Rosemary’s face froze as she spat through clenched teeth, “He’s a bit thick-skinned, Oswald. Please don’t mind.”

Oswald was amused by her words, “Don’t be annoyed, he’s just concerned about you. This place isn’t easy to find.”

The entire street was lined with these quaint buildings, and the restaurant he had chosen wasn’t famous at all, and the location was not advantageous. Even knowing the name, finding it wouldn’t be a walk in the park.

Judging by Rose’s reaction, it was clear that she also hadn’t expected him to show up here, which meant she hadn’t shared her location.

Just this thoughtfulness alone showed that her husband must care a lot about her.

Rosemary had no choice but to nod in agreement.

After seeing Oswald off, she immediately did a full 180 on Maxwell: “How can you be there?”

She wasn’t buying the coincidence card.

If they were so destined, they wouldn’t be at the brink of divorce.

“Christ said you were eating here.”

“You had someone following me?”

The place was miles away from The Templeton Group’s office building, and it was a workday. Only Maxwell’s command could possibly have let Christ know that she was eating here.

Maxwell didn’t argue; he just pulled her into the car.

Rosemary raised an eyebrow and asked ironically: “So, you didn’t come here just to take me back, did you?”

She didn’t kick up a fuss to get out of the car: firstly, Maxwell had a firm grip on her hand – she couldn’t break free no matter how hard she tried; secondly, she didn’t want to hail a taxi in this weather. She wasn’t the tragic drama heroine, insisting on appearing headstrong and end up looking like a mess.

A ride right to her doorstep, why not take it? Especially since she owned half the car.

Maxwell: “No.”

Rosemary’s eyes widened in surprise.

That quick admission – he seemed to have all the traits of being shameless!

Maxwell instructed Jason: “Go to the mall.”

“It’s so late, why go to the mall?” Rosemary frowned.

“To go shopping.”

“Are you crazy!?”

“Don’t you want a divorce?” Maxwell looked at her. “No dice with the private negotiation, and you won’t win in court either. Maybe you should start thinking about how to make me happy. Who knows, if I’m in a good mood, I might agree to divorce.”

His words hit the nail on the head for her, making her unable to refuse.

Seeing her expression, Maxwell knew she agreed. He cracked a smile, a hint of amusement in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a self-mockery.

Since Maxwell hadn’t specified which mall to go to, and it was getting late, Jason just drove to a 24-hour mega mall.

It had everything: boutiques, snack bars, night markets, perfect for a couple’s date.