“And I thought that you should be happy instead. You accused me of having ulterior motives, but what about yourself? Can you guarantee that you had no selfishness when you agreed to marry me, that you truly liked me?”
“Moreover, during the course of our marriage, did you truly consider me as your wife? If you really believed that I was your wife, then based on the things Mr. Castaneda said, the things he did, and the ambigamis actions you took with others in the name of friendship, Sean, anyone in this world can question my intentions, but not you.”
The more she spoke, the colder her voice became. His face grow paler and he stammered for a long time, only to realize that he couldn’t find a single point to retute. However, he still didn’t give up and wanted to try his back again.
“But you pursued me for a whole four years, and we have been married for three years. During these years, when you lay in my arms and listened to my heartbeat while yearning for another person, were you truly never moved?”
Aliana just shook her head, unwilling to even deceive his for a moment, “Never.”
“Sean, honestly ask yourself, what was there about you back then that was worth loving by anyone other than Aurora? Wasn’t my departure exactly what you wanted? Now that Aurora has expressed interest in being with you, and we are divorced, why are you coming to me instead of going to her?”
His love for Aurora was known to all, and so was his lack of care for himself.
So his actions would repeatedly hurt himself without any restraint, which is why she only visited his old house once in their three years of marriage and saw his parents giving away the family heirloom to someone else. That’s why Aurora dared to boldly approach her, mocking, boasting, and belittling her.
Luckily, the person she liked was not him.
“I don’t want to be with anyone like Aurora, I just want you! Allana, Aaron is already dead, even if his heart is donated to someone else, it won’t be him anymore! I know I’ve wronged you in the past, but I truly realize my mistake. Give me another chance, you can ask me to change anything, please, don’t leave me…”
Aliana rarely saw Sean like this, fragile, world–weary, with a pleading tone tinged with self–doubt.
In the past, he could handle anything with ease and confidence, appearing sharp and unruly in front of others. However, in front of her, he may not be as sharp, but most of the time he is still confident, composed, and distant. In front of Aurora, he can be gentle and considerate.
He had many sides, but this was not one of them.
She hesitated briefly, but in the end, she glanced at the time and chose to turn around and leave. She waved her hand at him and said, “My business has nothing to do with Mr. Castaneda It’s better for Mr. Castaneda to go back if he has nothing to do.”
Aliana pushed open the door of the coffee shop, her figure disappearing around the corner. She helplessly reached out to touch her chest, which telt empty and hollow. It seemed as if she had lost something very important.
At 4 o’clock in the afternoon, in the President’s office on the 23rd floor of the Wyatt Group.
Wayne had just finished a two–hour video conference and rubbed his forehead with a hint of frustration.
Long fingers pressed the call bell on the desk. Two minutes later, Aliana walked in, holding a cup of hot milk. She rotated the handle of the cup to align it with his hand before gently placing it down.
He habitually reached out to catch it, without even looking, and then lowered his head to take a sip. The smooth and delicate texture slid down his throat, with a hint of sweetness, which surprised him. When he lowered his head, he saw pure white milk.
“Ms. Dunlap, what I wanted was coffee.”
He put down the cup without a trace, raised an eyebrow and looked at her. He was about to ask her to get another cup when he saw her purse her lips and shake her head. “Mr. Wyatt has just had coffee. For the sake of your health, it is not suitable to drink anymore now.”
Thinking about his heart, Wayne first paused for a moment, and then suddenly chuckled.
Most of the secretaries hired in the past would only cater to his preferences, after all, he was the boss, and controlling, obviously,
subordinate to do.
I didn’t expect that Allana, who had just arrived a month ago, would dare to boss him around.
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