Chapter 29


    Hearing that, I realized another person was fixing his piercing gaze on me besides Timothy.


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    The question made it suddenly hard for me to speak. I didn’t want to lie to Timothy, but he would


    never let us go through with the divorce if I told the truth.


    After hesitating for what felt like ages and before I could even open my mouth, Timothy seemed to


    understand, saying, “Fine, I


    tit. Consider this doing me a favor. Growing up without his mom around, this kid ended up with a bit


    of a rough edge. Don’t hold it against him too much.”


    Then, Timothy grabbed Bryant by the ear. “If you think I’m living too long and getting in


    way, you might as well just annoy me to death already. Once I’m gone, you can divorce without me


    interfering!”


    “Are you resorting to threats of dying now?” Bryant said with a half-smile.


    “How dare you talk to me like that?!” ring up, Timothy attempted to swat him again, but Bryant


    dodged, capitting, I get your point. I don’t mind. Ask her.”


    He had that same carefree attitude. After saying that, he nced at his watch, “I’ve got a meeting.”


    And just like that, he left as if it was the most natural thing, leaving me alone with Timothy. After a


    moment, Timothy spoke earnestly, “Sweetie, I’m not trying to force you into anything. But I don’t


    want to see you regret it. You’ve got a ce for him in your


    heart


    Then, pointing at his own heart. “I can see it clear as day. That Margaret is tooplicated, not


    right for Bryant.”


    “But Bryant likes Margaret,” I said.


    “He can’t even see his own heart.” Timothy slowly got up. “But you, one day, you’ll clearly. Promise


    me. Give it another try with him, will you?”


    At that point, I couldn’t say much, so I just agreed for the moment.


    After Timothy left, I ced the divorce agreement on the table, staring nkly at the words, Divorce


    Agreement.


    “Didn’t see you had it in you to y hard to get his usually casual voice broke the silence. Bryant


    had returned from his meeting.


    1 frowned, asking. “What do you mean?”


    His tone was mocking. “If you wanted a divorce, why bring i


    up to Grandpa so fast?”


    I was


    surprised. “You think I told Timothy?”


    “Who else would it be?” Bryant sneered.


    Holding back the bitterness, I pushed the divorce agreement toward him, emphasizing every word,


    “Please sign this so we can wrap up the divorce.”


    A flicker of surprise crossed his calm face. “Didn’t you promise Grandpa you weren’t going to


    divorce?”


    “I did.” I spoke softly, “But that doesn’t change our decision to divorce now. We only have to keep it


    from Timothy.”


    Just the thought of everything I heard made it impossible for me to consider continuing to be with


    Bryant. Pleading wasn’t my style.


    Bryant seemed almost amused by my impatience. “Can’t wait, huh? Your lover pressuring you?”


    I looked at him hopelessly. “Bryant, not everyone can cheat within their marriage and remain guilt-


    free like you.”


    Bryant looked stunned. “I cheated?”


    “Didn’t you?” I spelled it out for him, “iming it’s all to repay a debt, but in reality? You left your


    newlywed wife for her,ing homete night after night, breaking promises for her! Covering up


    cheating with a facade of gratitude doesn’t make it any less wrong!”


    He e paused, slightly shocked. “So, you can’t stand Margaret? Or is it jealousy?”


    That just made no sense.


    I forced myself to calm down and handed Bryant the pen. “It doesn’t matter any Bryant, sign.”