Beyond the Divorce

Lauren did not give him a chance to speak and continued in a weak voice, "You don't need to feel guilty or anything. You don't have to take a woman like me to heart."

Her words were self-deprecating.

"Lauren..."

"Even if you do want to break your promise to your wife, you can easily find someone more suitable for you since you're an important man. I'm sure it won't be me. In the eyes of you and your wife, I'm just a shameless, lowly socialite. I'm not good enough to step into your home, let alone be your wife."

"It's not like that. Please don't misunderstand me," Oliver seemed anxious, and took a step forward to explain.

Lauren raised her hand to stop him, "You don't need to explain anything. Your words and actions have already said it all. I'm sure that I'm still smart enough to figure out what you want. Your wife is formidable. She triumphed over me even in death. She's looking down on me from beyond the grave. I have to admit defeat."

As Lauren spoke, a sad smile appeared on her lips. It was heartbreaking to watch.

She took a breath and her face grew even paler. "But now, I want to live for

desolate. "I've never looked down on you, Lauren. I

do? You overestimate me! I don't understand you, and I don't want to understand your game

the one who took care

seemed concerned, but his eyes also held a hint of

figure that many people admired, would be so humble at this

Oliver I knew had always

everyone saw him as a chance to increase their wealth. He rarely spoke and merely observed those who

give you a chance? You've taken back everything

put away her

up at the ceiling.