Chapter 611


    Chapter 611 Waiting for Her Divorce


    Morgan handed Josie the neatly packaged breakfast, a tinge of remorse in his eyes. “I’m sorry for what


    happened yesterday.”


    A small chuckle escaped her lips when she sneered, “About what?”


    Morgan’s frown deepened at her distant demeanor.


    “I admit I took advantage of your soft spot to gain the upper hand over Dexter at yesterday’s meeting.


    It’s been a while since west met, and I used our reunion to my advantage. I’m really sorry for that.”


    He could have spared her from all of it, but he didn’t.


    Sipping the warm coffee, which warmed her heart and stomach, Josie responded with a snicker tinged.


    with sarcasm, “It’s alright. I’m used to it anyway.”


    Her casual words couldn’t mask the underlying sense of loneliness and sorrow.


    Morgan frowned at her reply. “Josie, I didn’t have much of a choice.”


    Given the circumstances, he had no other option.


    Josie smiled, her inner beauty radiating. “No need to apologize to me. You know the stakes in the


    business world. I don’t need to say much, but you’re well aware of Dexter’s nature. He doesn’t take


    losses lightly. So, brace yourself for his retaliation.”


    She warned Morgan of his potential reality in a lighthearted tone.


    Thetter gazed at her, realizing that the Josie in front of him had transformed into a fierce and resilient


    entity, akin to a rose with thorns, captivating and unyielding.


    It was rumored that Dexter was indeed nning to take action against the Bastille family. However,


    Morgan showed no signs of fear. “Trust me, the Bastille Group is just as formidable as the Russell


    Group. I just need some time, and I’ll make sure Dexter won’t be able to bring me down.”


    Josie casually ced the breakfast back in its original position. “Hmm, I believe you.”


    She had always known that Morgan was intelligent and aplished. But now, everything has


    changed. In her heart, Morgan was no longer the person she had once admired.


    “The scarf I gave you, I remember seeing it discarded in the trash. So, I’m curious, why did you


    suddenly pretend to be sentimental and wear it before Dexter?” Josie’s words carried a sense of


    mncholy.


    The past was still etched vividly in Josie’s mind.


    After the fallout with Morgan, they had stubbornly drawn distinct boundaries. As she passed the trash


    bin, she caught sight of the scarf she had once knitted for him.


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    “You misunderstood me back then,” Morgan exined, the sunlight streaming through the car window,


    casting a golden glow on his cufflinks, exuding an air of luxury.


    He continued, “Even if I were to exin, you wouldn’t believe me. But I hope you understand that what


    happened back then wasn’t my intention.”


    The morning light gently kissed her face, revealing a coffee stain on her lips.


    Morgan’s heart skipped a beat, and he reached out to wipe it away.


    Josie evaded his touch.


    His arm froze momentarily, but he wasn’t embarrassed. Morgan retrieved a tissue and gave it to her.


    Josie declined. She asked, sounding rather awkward, “Why did youe back?”


    A momentary flicker of hesitation disyed in Morgan’s eyes as he smiled. Since Josie had asked, he


    feltpelled to tell her the truth..


    Both of them were perceptive adults and understood the underlying implications of their words.


    Morgan tightened his grip on the tissue. “Because of you.”


    Josie was taken aback, realizing his answer was as straightforward as it sounded.


    “I don’t want to see the woman I love going with another man. I want to pursue you again.”


    Morgan’s honesty surprised her.


    Josie was no fool. She thought Morgan was delusional, suddenly proiming his feelings for her after


    everything that had happened between them, “Do you even know what you’re saying?”


    “I want us to be together like how we used to. I’m confident I can provide you better care than Dexter.”


    Morgan’s voice held a solemn yet yful undertone, his heart racing in the morning light.


    However, Josie’s expression grew colder, and her anger intensified.


    “I know you resent and hold me ountable in your heart, but it’s okay. I can wait for you to divorce


    and for us to fall in love again. I’m telling you my true feelings now, but I’m not expecting an immediate


    response.”