Chapter 554: Persuade His Wife


    Caroline''s POV:


    Tiredness gradually crept into my body as soon as I got home.I thought a hot shower would wash away


    all my drowsiness, but it didn''t, so I immediately nestled in bed afterward.I had been so busy today that


    I even struggled to keep my eyes open as they became heavy from exhaustion.


    Still, my mind remained active for a moment.


    Charles and I agreed to work on the divorce procedures a month after I gave birth.


    Fortunately, days went by quickly, and baby Jessica was now one-month old.


    So, perhaps, I could bring that topic up to him first thing in the morning.I was enjoying thefort of my


    bed the next day when I felt something heavy on my belly, which jolted me awake.


    When I looked down, I saw a muscr arm wrapped tightly around my waist.


    Of course, this scent, grip, and arm only pointed to one man.It was Charles.


    Annoyed, I pushed his arm away and tried to break free from his embrace.


    However, Charles’ strength and mine differ significantly.He only tightened his grip, locked me in, and


    muttered, "Let''s sleep some more."


    "Charles," I firmly called and used all my strength to escape from his arms.


    Traces of displeasure filled Charles’ face as my struggle forcefully woke him up.


    Nevertheless, his expression instantly softened upon meeting my gaze.He quickly sat up and looked at


    me with apologetic eyes as he said, "I''m sorry.I didn''t know I fell asleep beside you because I was too


    tired when I got homest night."


    "I''m warning you, Charles.Don''t do that ever again.It isn''t right," I replied, giving him a firm and warning


    look.


    "Why can''t I do that, though?" he asked, confused and displeased.


    "Come on, Charles! You know precisely where my reluctance ising from. Why? Did you bump your


    head somewhere that you forgot about your promise? Charles, a month has already passed!" I


    snapped in frustration.


    Charles'' expression instantly changed upon hearing what I said.


    "I''ve actually forgotten about something.Yes, I have an important meeting today, so I''ll talk to youter,


    okay?" he replied,pletely dodging the situation.


    He swiftly buttoned up his top and prepared to get out of bed.I wasn''t born yesterday, so I could tell he


    was only making an excuse.


    Infuriated, I red at him and reminded him, "Charles, you promised me we''d continue the divorce


    proceedings in a month! I''m not sure when you have lost track of the date, but one month has already


    passed."


    I was mad, and I bet I was as red as a tomato right now.Still, Charles only replied, "I don''t feel like


    settling the divorce today.I mean, look! Even the weather doesn''t seem right.Why don''t we chill for now


    and deal with it some other day?"


    "Charles!" I yelled as myst strand of patience had finally snapped.


    I sat on the bed and looked at him angrily, saying, "Charles, can you stop making theseme excuses?


    What''s so hard to understand about my desire to divorce?!"


    I had intended to resolve our issues amicably, and I was beyond willing to cooperate with him as long


    as he did the same.But then I forgot what kind of person he was.I forgot that he never knew how to give


    in and cooperate.


    Perhaps, I expected too much from him, which was my fault.


    Still, my thirst for divorce remained the same.I knew my worth, so I knew what I deserved.


    Staying in this marriage would only give Charles a chance to hurt me more, and I refuse to let that


    happen.


    "We''ll deal with it, okay? Just, not today," Charles casually replied before getting out of the bed and


    walking toward the bathroom.I quickly followed him out of bed, causing me to lose my bnce.


    Fortunately, my reflexes were fast, so I was able to hold onto the mattress to support myself.


    Charles, on the other hand, strode back from the bathroom after hearing the noise I identally


    made.He walked straight toward me and helped me sit on the bed.


    I then grabbed his clothes and looked up at him, saying, "Charles, I''m begging you.Sign the divorce


    papers, and let me start a new life."


    "Processing a divorce isn''t a joke, Caroline.It''s not as simple as you think it is.Our marriage doesn''t


    revolve around us alone.It involves a lot of other things,"


    Charles muttered in a soft, helpless voice.


    What other things was he talking about?! I only wanted one thing, and that was a divorce! Why should I


    care about anything else that didn''t even concern me? Was he talking about his reputation?


    Properties? Or was it thepany shares? G) I couldn''t even care any less about those!


    "If you''re worried about your reputation, let''s go through the divorce procedure privately.You could just


    notify the public when you think the time is right," I said, almost begging.


    "No, we have to wait until the time is right," Charles opposed, shaking his head.


    He looked at me with a pair of concerned yet helpless eyes and added, "You''ve just given birth, so you


    must recuperate for at least six months to get better."


    "What?!" I shouted in disbelief.


    My scalp tingled as anger traveled across my body, unable to believe what I had just heard.


    How could Charles do this to me? He clearly promised to divorce me in a month, and now he just went


    back on his word!


    "Anyway, I have to go to work now.See you tonight," Charles said.


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    After that, he strode away.


    With that, I could only look at his disappearing figure, heavy-hearted.


    Charles'' POV:


    After leaving the house, I went to the garage and hopped in my car.


    However, I only sat in the driver''s seat in a daze for a long time, not even bothering to start the engine.


    My hands were still shaking and my palms were wet; and I felt like my heart had been crushed into a


    million pieces.It was pretty clear to me that Caroline was dying to divorce me.


    The past month had been utterly suffocating for me.


    Caroline had been strangely quiet, not making any scene.


    In fact, I would only get to see her smile whenever she was in front of the kids.Then, she would only sit


    quietly on the bed for the rest of the day with dull eyes, looking gloomy and preupied.


    Whenever I faced her, she would immediately look elsewhere as if I was a stranger or thest person


    she wanted to see.


    Of course, I would be lying if I said I didn''t understand the look she was giving me.Her eyes alone were


    so expressive, and it had always given me the idea that I would lose her in no time.


    Frustrated, I leaned against the driver''s seat and covered my face with my hands.


    Anxiousness filled my heart, and it was torturous.I wasn''t blind, so I could see her gradually slipping


    through my grasp.And this time, she would leave me for good.


    Unable to handle it, I simply ran away.


    All I could do now was pray and hope that Caroline was only angry and didn''t mean what she said.


    Then, I would keep escaping whenever she was about to bring the same topic up. Through this, she


    wouldn''t be able to go on with the divorce and cut ties with me.


    Unable to overthink some more, I took a deep breath and drove to thepany.


    When I arrived, I ran into Nevaeh.She was dressed in a business suit, looking unmistakably


    sophisticated.


    "Charles, I didn''t expect to bump into you here," she said, sounding a bit surprised.


    Hearing that, I nced at her coldly and continued walking forward, not wanting to talk to her.However,


    Nevaeh chased after me and asked, "Charles, can we talk?"


    "Nevaeh, we have nothing to talk about!" I snapped in annoyance.


    "Stop pestering me, or you wouldn''t like what I would do to you." Caroline''s cold stares and continuous


    attempts to initiate a divorce shed before my eyes as I looked at Nevaeh longer.


    Because of that, I red at her for thest time and went straight into my exclusive elevator.


    Many things had happened this morning, so I was already in a bad mood when I arrived at my office.I


    didn''t even feel like working right now.


    So, l opened myptop and searched the Inte for ways to persuade my wife to stay with me.


    A few minutes after, Amy came in with a cup of coffee.I then closed myptop in a hurry, not wanting


    her to see what I was doing.


    "Boss, I came to inform you that your new assistant will start working today.Her name is Angelina,"


    Amy said in a low voice as she ced the coffee on my table.


    "Angelina? Why does it have to be a woman again?" I asked, unable to conceal my displeasure.


    Caroline and I almost broke up when Nevaeh became my assistant, so I wanted to avoid having female


    employees close as much as possible.


    "Don''t worry, boss. You may be attractive, but not every woman is interested in you,"


    Amy joked, probably sensing my concern. Hearing that, I rubbed my temples and instructed, "Well,


    tour her around thepany and brief her about the scope of her job first."


    "Boss, are you feeling unwell?"


    Amy cautiously asked.


    "Yes, a little," I truthfully answered.


    Then, I picked up the coffee, wanting to take a sip, but my stomach churned at the smell, so I put it


    back.


    "Did you and Mrs.Moore fight again?" Amy helplessly asked.


    After that, she fidgeted with her fingers and cautiously said, "I have an idea, but I''m not sure if it''ll


    work."


    "Tell me," I ordered, feeling a little curious.


    When Caroline and I had a misunderstandingst time, Amy called her for me.She asked my wife to


    come to see me, and it worked.


    And now, she was suggesting repeating the same trick.


    Well, how could I object when I couldn''t even think of a better way? Sure enough, Amy called Caroline,


    saying, "Good day, Mrs.Moore! I''m sorry to bother you this early, but Mr.Moore looked unwell when he


    arrived.Even though he managed to attend his meeting, he still looked dull and preupied.I called to


    ask you what we should do."


    "I don''t know.Why are you asking me?" I heard Caroline answer in a t tone as Amy put the phone on


    speaker.


    It saddened me, of course.


    Amy, on the contrary, was stunned.


    She bit her lips, looking uneasy, and stammered as she asked, "M-Mrs.Moore, can''t youe to see


    Mr.Moore? He looks so ill, so I''m afraid he would pass out or something."


    "Is that so?"


    Caroline asked back and added, "Then pay closer attention to him.If anything happens, take him to the


    hospital."


    "Alright.If anything wrong happens, I will report it to you immediately," Amy politely said.


    "No, you don''t need to report it to me," Caroline impatiently replied.She didn''t even wait for Amy to


    respond and instantly dropped the call.


    Amy parted her lips slightly as if she wanted to say something.I could sense her uneasiness, so I took


    the initiative to smile at her faintly.


    "It''s fine.You can leave and go on with your work," I ordered.


    Still, I smiled bitterly at myself.


    "Why do you have to be so cruel, Caroline?" I murmured in distress.