Chapter 7%
“Only I am the one most compatible with you…“}}
Blake followed the trail and finally found where I was staying, hurrying eagerly toward the estate.
Yet, he still felt something was missing.
After making me suffer so much and forcing me away, he knew he had to do something to make it up to me, to prove his sincerity.”
After thinking for a long time, he slapped his forehead in frustration, realizing that after all these years together, he didn’t even know what I liked.
Suddenly, inspiration struck. Without hesitation, he booked a flight to Roseville.
My parents‘ amulet had been destroyed and he wanted to ask for a new one for me.”
He imitated the actions of a devout worshiper, kneeling every three steps and bowing every five, praying all the way from the foot of the mountain to the Heavenly Father statue.”
Even though his knees were worn raw and bloody, he didn’t stop, instead treasuring the sacred artifact he finally received and pressing it tightly against his chest.
Catching the earliest flight back overnight, Blake had not slept for three whole days and nights.
But the thought of seeing me soon kept him wide awake.}
As he exited the airport, ignoring the strange looks of passersby, Blake rushed straight to the estate, only to be met with a scene that shattered his heart.
The sacred artifact slipped from his fingers.
He immediately bent down, carefully brushing off the dust.
I looked up from Maximilian’s arms, gently wiping the red mark at the corner of his mouth, before casting a cold glance at the devastated Blake standing nearby.”
Maximilian, still holding me tightly, was already furious at being disturbed.
“You’re that ex–husband of Delilah?”
Maximilian sized him up with a disdainful sneer.}
“With a weak body like yours, you had the nerve to fool around outside? Pathetic…“}
Blake stood frozen, drowning in the shock of seeing me in Maximilian’s arms, watching as we embraced and kissed. He couldn’t remember ever seeing me look so passionate before.}
In a hoarse, broken voice, he muttered, “Delilah, don’t divorce me, okay?“}
The moment my eyes met Blake’s, all the painful memories surged back and my body stiffened instinctively.
Noticing my discomfort, Maximilian tightened his grip around my hands.}
I took a deep breath.
“Blake, there’s nothing more to say between us. If we don’t divorce, do you expect me to go back and keep being a maid for you and
Alison?”
“No! You are my wife…“}
“Not anymore!“}
A flash of hurt flickered in Blake’s eyes.}
“Why? In the past, no matter what I did, you would always forgive me…“}
“This time, why is it different? Is it because of him?”
Blake pointed angrily at Maximilian, his bloodshot eyes burning with accusation.}
He was still so self–righteous, never once reflecting on his own mistakes.
Seeing that I remained silent, the anger in Blake’s eyes only deepened.
“Delilah, men like him are everywhere in nightclubs. I swear, as long as you don’t divorce me, you can play around with anyone you want; I
won’t interfere…”
Slap.
Unable to endure his humiliating words any longer, I struck him hard across the face.
“Enough! Blake, the divorce agreement clearly states our relationship has broken down; from now on, we have nothing to do with each other. You have no right to judge my fiancé!“}
“Fiancé…”
Blake stood stunned, still unable to believe what he heard.”
“Delilah, I know you’re just angry at me. It was my fault; I was blind, fooled by that vile Alison and I hurt you over and over again…”
“But believe me, I’ll take care of everything. From now on, only you will be by my side. In Jennings Corporation, there will be just one Mrs. Jennings and that’s you. Okay?“}}
He looked at me with trembling hands,
