Beyond the Divorce

I couldn't help but sigh. "You're like my big brother, spoiling me to the point where I can ignore everything about the company. I can just push all the responsibility onto you. "Honestly, if I were running this company alone, who knows what state it would be in? It'll probably be bankrupt for the 80th time!"

I half-playfully said, "With you, everything is different. I can just kick back and relax, leaving everything to you. But you must not forget our agreement. You can't leave the company." He gave me an indulgent glance and muttered, "You're blackmailing me!"

I smirked triumphantly. At this moment, I felt like a child.

"Alright then." I asked him, "When have I ever reneged on what I promised you?"

"When have you ever fulfilled what you promised me?" He countered, looking at me.

"Okay, okay!" I admitted in a rascal manner, "I may not be the best, and you—"

"I indulged you!" He didn't look at me, sighed wearily, and said, "Alright, I'll go back to Bibury. I'll bring Joyce with me."

He seemed to firm up his decision.

"Then I'll take you to the airport tomorrow," I quickly replied.

"Why do I feel like something's off about what you say?" He looked at me, displeased. "It sounds like you're afraid I won't leave!"

I burst into laughter.

there anything else

anything. I only knew a handful of people there,

I thought about Nocturnia, it was a complete blank, a completely unfamiliar

But what about Bibury?

my memory, Bibury was only three years of high school. For me, Foswood carried ten years of memories. It was the longest

so Ryan seemed to understand my inner thoughts and suddenly changed the subject. "How are things

regained my composure

waiting for

Grace's dying wish was that I wouldn't harm him. I can only do my best to ensure his freedom. The

navigate alone."

uneasy. Despite Matthew being a thing of the

hate him?"

as well. His life was his choice, and perhaps people make mistakes. Maybe this is fate.

entrusting. I can only wish

glanced at him and pouted. "You

not be reluctant to see my favorite girl marrying someone else? Only I know how reluctant I am. Now that she's finally free, her true love appears. My romantic journey is full

I stared at him with widened eyes, scolding him, "You have a good woman who's patiently