Chapter 141
Chapter 141:
Emalee’s look of distress didn’t elicit sympathy from Ashton as it once could have. Instead, he simply furrowed his brow.
He went straight to the heart of the matter, saying, “Please don’t give me that look. Didn’t you suggest this meeting to finalize our divorce proceedings? Let’s not waste any time. Once we’ve sorted through the details, we can head to the courthouse to finalize our divorce. After that, you’re free to live happily with the one you truly love.”
He had intended to treat Emalee with kindness one last time, aiming for a peaceful breakup.
However, his words came off as subtly mocking to her.
Emalee, who had made an effort to look her best and had shifted her attitude significantly for the meeting, felt a surge of injustice. Couldn’t Ashton see her efforts?
With her lips trembling, Emalee said in a tone filled with disappointment, “Ashton, haven’t I been clear enough? Or have I really become such a terrible person in your eyes?” Her words left Ashton confused and exasperated.
He was no fool and quickly picked up on her seemingly different intent this time around.
Emalee had been the one insisting on a divorce, despite his attempts to persuade her otherwise, which had only led to cold rejections and scorn from her.
But now, it seemed she wanted to reconcile?
Ashton’s brow creased deeper as he asked in a subdued tone, “Have you forgotten your previous treatment of me? Why even bother now?”
Emalee reflected on her past behavior toward Ashton, feeling a twinge of shame.
This regret was precisely why she yearned to mend their fractured relationship. With determination, Emalee clenched her teeth and took Ashton’s hand in hers.
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In a gentle voice brimming with sincerity, she apologized, “I’m sorry, Ashton. It was all my fault. I’ve spent a lot of time thinking about my actions. Could you possibly give me another chance?”
Ashton’s expression darkened, yet he didn’t pull his hand away. Sensing an opportunity, Emalee’s spirits lifted, and she eagerly continued, “After I impulsively initiated the divorce, I’ve come to realize that I never truly knew you and my feelings for you. I’ve always loved you. What do you say we give it another try, just like old times?”
Convinced of their impending reconciliation, Emalee held onto the belief that her proactive approach would win him back. After all, Ashton, who had once adored her and acquiesced to her every wish, would surely forgive her.
However, Emalee overlooked a crucial detail: those days were gone, and things had changed.
After everything that had happened, Emalee was no longer the same person Ashton once knew.
Confusion clouded his features briefly before his expression settled into one of calm resolution.
He looked at her steadily, then decisively shrugged off her hand and shook his head in refusal.
“I didn’t pester you when you initiated the divorce because I respected your decision,” he said firmly. “So, I expect the same respect from you now. I’m a human being, not some object you can pick up or discard at your whim. If this is what you wanted to discuss, then we’re done here. We’re both busy people. Please, let’s not waste any more time. Next time, bring the necessary documents, and we’ll find a moment to visit the courthouse to finalize our separation. Then, we can part ways amicably.”
With those final words, Ashton rose from his seat and left the restaurant without a backward glance.
Emalee’s face drained of color as his words sank in.
Watching his retreating back, she felt a sharp pang in her heart for the first time.
Could it be that the man who once adored her would never return?
“Wait for me, Ashton!” she cried out, sprinting from the restaurant. She caught up to him and clung to his arm, pleading for another chance.
Just then, Phillip happened to witness this scene.
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