Chapter 122


    Chapter 122 I Don’t Want a Divorce, Nancy


    Nancy calmly looked at Nichs and merely curled her lips into a spine-chilling smile. “I’ve already


    decided to divorce you, Nichs.”


    “The divorce cannot happen without my agreement and my signature.” Nichs continued to stare at


    her with great intensity.


    “I’ll wait until you say yes.”


    “Let me repeat myself, Nancy. I will never divorce you.”


    She chuckled. “There’s no need to be so absolute, Nichs. Nothing is ever set in stone. Everything in


    this world can be changed, including a person’s thoughts. Talk to me when you’ve thought this through.


    I will be waiting here for you.”


    “Here?”


    Nichs looked around the room as realization struck him. “You’re going to be living here?”


    “Yes.” She nodded confidently. “From today onward, I’ll be staying in this hotel. Since we’re going to be


    divorced, we can’t live together anymore.”


    “We haven’t even gotten divorced yet. Even if we were divorced, do you think I would actually let you


    stay in a hotel?”


    “I think it’s nice to be living in a hotel.”


    Then, she pulled open the curtains to reveal the colorful lights outside the window. “The night view is


    gorgeous. Once I draw the curtains, the room is silent and tranquil. The bed is also very soft. I can


    sleep well at night.”


    “Do we not have any of that at home?”


    “Of course, it does, but…”


    There was so much she wanted to say that died on the tip of her tongue. In the end, she looked up and


    smiled at him. “From now on, that’s no longer my home.”


    “We will now be living separately, Nichs. We’ll live separate lives.”


    Her words were extremely cruel.


    This was a scenario she had nightmares of in the past. She was terrified that she would only day wake


    up to a divorce. One of her greatest fears was for the two of them to end up as twopletely


    unrted strangers who never saw each other ever again.


    Still, it was an undeniable fact that people were ever-changing.


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    It was just like how the one who wanted to end everything and cut off all ties between them was now


    her, not him.


    Before, she would have thought it was the end of the world. Now, she realized that she was also


    capable of casually proposing divorce.


    “We aren’t divorced yet, Nancy,” he angrily said.


    “We’ll be divorced soon, right?”


    “Dream on.”


    Suddenly, he surged forward to lift her on his shoulder after blurting that out.


    She was shocked to be abruptly swept off her feet. As she smacked him, she shouted, “What are you


    doing, Nichs? Put me down!”


    “We’re going home.”


    He opened the door with a foot before carrying her out of the hotel.


    “Let me go, Nichs. I’m not going back.”


    “Put me down!”


    He ignored her struggles and protests.


    In the end, she was forcefully shoved into his car.


    Once inside, he immediately locked the doors and windows. Thus, she had no choice but to sit in the


    car, trapped without a way out.


    When the car pulled to a stop at home, she thought she could seize the chance to escape. She was


    wrong. He instantly got out of the car and carried her straight into the house.


    “You’re mad, Nichs! Let me go!”


    “Do you know what this is? It’s kidnapping, I’m telling you.”


    He did not say a word as he continued walking with her on his shoulder.


    He kept walking to the bedroom, where he then ced her on the bed.


    She instantly moved to get up, but he swiftly leaned down and grabbed her two arms to pin her on the


    bed.


    His breath was hot with rage. “I will never agree to it, Nancy. You’re my wife. You need to live in our


    home.”


    She could clearly feel his wrath.


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    She couldn’t help but find it strange. Just what did he have to be angry over?


    Was this not what he dreamed of?


    “As I’ve said before, I want a divorce,” she resolutely stated as she looked up at him.


    However, he was acting like he did not hear her. He opened the closet and pulled out a few of his


    clothes. “I know you haven’t wanted to see me for the past two days. I’ll sleep in the guest bedroom.


    You’ll stay here and calm down.”


    “How long will that be?”


    “Until you give up on the notion of divorce,” he replied.


    She scoffed in disdain, “What if I never give up on that, Nichs? Will you be locking me up for the rest


    of my life?”


    There was silence.


    He did not speak.


    Instead, he strode out of the room with his clothes in his arms.


    No one could have known that he was rushing out of the room because he was scared. He was afraid


    that if he listened to another word she said and looked into her eyes one more time, he would cave into


    her demands.


    That evening, he did not sleep at all.


    He lit one cigarette after another. Once they got a divorce, they would be nothing but strangers.


    That was something he used to yearn for.


    Yet, when the day finally arrived, he realized he did not find any joy in the prospects of that


    future.


    All he felt was sorrow and upset.


    He felt like his entire chest was about to explode from how difited he was.


    Every time she mentioned divorce, his heart would go tight.


    He had never felt so much agony before. He did not feel so much pain when he broke Madelline, nor


    did he feel that when he sent her overseas.


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    with


    Oddly, the thought of divorcing Nancy, of being separated from her, bing a stranger to her. and


    even watching helplessly as she fell in love with another man, finally marrying that man and giving birth


    to that man’s child…


    The mere thought felt like someone was tearing his heart into pieces.


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    She was his.


    Nancy was his.


    She was the wife of Nichs Sallow.


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    How could she ever belong to anyone else?


    No. He would not ept it. Absolutely not.


    That evening was exceptionally quiet yet also bright.


    The moon’s glow shone through the sheer curtains, lighting up the entire room with a pleasant glow.


    It was a beautiful night, but he felt no joy at all.


    When he walked to the master bedroom, Nancy was fast asleep as the moonlight was syed across


    her face.


    Her delicate face used to be framed by round and smooth cheeks. Now, her face was so gaunt that she


    looked like just skin and bones.


    While her eyes remained closed, she was not sleeping well at all. Her slender brows were scrunched


    together as what seemed like tears shimmered on the ends of her longshes.


    Did she cry before falling asleep?


    Why was she crying?


    Was it because he did not agree to a divorce?


    Did she want a divorce that badly?


    His hand hovered above her face as he carefully smoothed out her brows.


    Perhaps it was because of the gentle caress. Perhaps she sensed the warmth and his familiar scent.


    because she stopped frowning in her sleep. She slowly rxed under his touch. Her sleeping face


    looked much more peaceful now.


    His fingers softly traced over her face in an extremely tender gesture. It was like he was stroking an


    extremely precious treasure that he could not bear to be parted from.


    “I’m sorry, Nancy. I’m the scoundrel. I did wrong by you.”


    “Did you know, though? I don’t want a divorce. I don’t want it at all.”