Chapter 1291 Divorce Agreement


    "Laney actually sent over the divorce papers?" J blurted out, incredulous.


    She had initially assumed their dispute was a mere conflict, with Laney''s demand for divorce born


    from a moment of anger. She never expected Laney to actually deliver the papers. It seemed Laney


    was determined to end the marriage.


    Suddenly, J recalled not seeing a ring on Laney''s finger during their recent video call.


    Had Laney made up her mind then?


    This revtion only deepened J''s confusion.


    Throughout their conversation, she had sensed Laney''s lingering love for Garrett. How could she


    rush into divorce so hastily?


    Garrett, intent on drowning his sorrows, discovered his bottle was empty. He beckoned the waiter to


    bring more.


    This time, J didn''t intervene.


    Perhaps, for Garrett, alcohol was the best balm for his wounds.


    "I thought setting her free would bring her back when she realized her true desires," Garrett


    murmured. His bloodshot eyes stared into the bottle before taking a hefty swig. "I never imagined


    she''d leave and never return. I regret it. I shouldn''t have let her go!"


    Witnessing his friend''s agony, Brandon empathized and joined him in a drink. "Why not seek her out


    and get some rity? It might not be as dire as you think."


    Garrett shook his head, disheartened. "I consideredC0pyright ? 2024 N?v)(elDrama.Org.


    that. I nned to find herst night, but... I couldn''t face her. I fear the loathing in her eyes, the


    possibility that she no longer loves me..."


    As his words trailed off, Garrett''s gaze grew distant and tears welled up. He lifted the bottle and


    drank deeply.


    Men seldom wept so openly.


    J''s heart ached witnessing Garrett''s despair.


    She had seen their journey from acquaintances to lovers and everything in between. Never had she


    anticipated this oue, with their rtionship disintegrating sopletely.


    Brandon, unable to tolerate his friend''s destion, challenged him with a steely tone, "Can you truly


    let go of Laney and your newborn daughter? If you can''t, then fight for them! Moping here, drowning


    in alcohol and tears won''t solve a thing."


    Garrett froze for a moment before mming the bottle onto the table. "You''re right! I won''t surrender


    so easily! I''ll win her back! Laney belongs to me, and only me!"


    Meanwhile, J took a more thoughtful stance. Having seen the hardships Laney faced within the


    Harding family, she cautioned, "Even if you manage to win Laney back now, if you can''t ensure


    she''s free to pursue her desires, you''ll inevitably part ways again."


    Though heavily inebriated, Garrett sobered up slightly at J''s words. With earnest resolve, he


    dered, "I''vee to understand that love means supporting her wholeheartedly. If Laney returns,


    no matter her aspirations, even if she aspires to the presidency, I''ll back her."


    J''s eyes gleamed with amusement. "Really? Didn''t you say that you marry her out of pity?"


    "Ridiculous!" Garrett mmed the table, his voice escting. "I love her! There are countless


    pitiable souls in the world; why wouldn''t I pity and love


    them too? I love only Laney! I love her!"


    Ultimately, Garrett slurred "I love Laney" several times before copsing onto Brandon''s shoulder.


    Brandon, repulsed, shoved Garrett away and turned to J, impatience clear in his voice. "Are


    you done interrogating him? Did Laney catch all of that?" J chuckled and held up her phone,


    revealing a call with Laney in progress. "How did you know I was phoning Laney?" she inquired.


    It turned out that shortly after entering the private room, J had covertly dialed Laney and left the


    phone aside, deliberately allowing Garrett an opportunity to bare his soul.