Chapter 366
Chapter 366:
The night passed uneventfully.
The next morning, Aiden woke to a message from Janice.
“Aiden, I’m at court. How much longer will you be?”
He scowled, tossed his phone aside with a frustrated sigh, then ran a hand over his face before reaching for it again.
“Soon,” he replied.
Was she really in such a hurry?
Aiden sighed, realizing he’d been sighing a lot lately, all because of Janice.
Janice had disrupted his carefully constructed peace of mind.
“Perhaps it’s all in my head,” he muttered. “I’m just not used to this, or maybe Janice really is different—someone I admire more than anyone else.”
His phone chimed again.
Snatching it up, he was disappointed to find the message wasn’t from Janice, but Nina.
“Aiden, your dad and I have had enough fun in Aerith. We’ll be back in a few days. You and Janice should come pick us up. I’ve missed Janice so much!”
Aiden stared at the screen, silent.
If Nina learned about the divorce, her fury would be unparalleled.
Thankfully, he had ensured no one informed her of the mess at home. His parents were still in the dark about Bart being imprisoned, and Alcott was likely clinging to the hope that Bart would secure Green Group and transfer the power to him.
Aiden couldn’t help but shake his head in disbelief. For a man of high intelligence, how could his father be so blind to such a transparent scheme?
Aiden sent a casual reply to Nina’s message, then got dressed and headed out.
Aiden and Janice emerged from the courthouse, side by side, their footsteps almost in sync.
The scene felt eerily familiar, like a haunting echo of the day they had registered their marriage.
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But this time, they got a divorce.
The sensation was surreal for Aiden, yet the sting in his chest was unmistakable. It was as though something had been ripped away, leaving a painful void in its place. His heart felt heavy, suffocating, as if every breath had been stolen from him.
“Aiden, goodbye,” Janice said, her beautiful face breaking into a smile.
Aiden stiffened, feeling the burn even more. “Janice, are you really that relieved to end things between us?”
Janice blinked, confused. “Isn’t this what you wanted?”
“I…” Aiden’s voice faltered. It was what he had wanted in the past. But now, he didn’t want this.
Janice stepped closer, her hand finding his shoulder in an almost comforting pat. “I get it. After everything we’ve been through, it’s hard to walk away without feeling something. But hey, we can still be friends.”
The first part of her sentence made Aiden’s heart race, a flicker of hope igniting. But the second half sank it right back down into the pit of his stomach.
“Friends?”
“Yeah.” Janice shrugged, as though it were the most natural thing in the world. “Don’t you want that? Then again, you’ve always preferred to be alone. Why would you want friends now? Guess we might not see each other again anyway.”
Aiden’s heart sank to his boots. “Where are you going?”
“Going abroad for a while. I need a change of scenery. Been under so much stress here; it’s time to unwind.” Janice stretched lazily, like she was talking about something trivial.
Aiden clenched his jaw, his fists balling instinctively. He wanted to say something, anything, but before the words could form, Janice wrapped her arms around him in a brief hug.
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