Can’t Win Me Back

Sylvia wasn’t asking for a divorce. It was more like she had declared war against Preston.

Preston was a money-grubber. His employees thought that he would hit the roof and go on a rampage.

To their surprise, he simply gave a cold reply. “Got it,” he said before leaving everyone and heading upstairs.

This level of calmness was unusual. This peculiar response made them shudder and sent chills down their spine.

Preston had just got into his empty room when he received a call from Sylvia.

“Mr. Preston, you’ve been discharged from the hospital, and you’re about to emigrate overseas to enjoy your later years. Isn’t it about time to put the pedal to the metal and get the divorce settled?”

Sylvia spoke with sarcasm. Every word of hers was choking him. “There’s no meaning in dragging it on. The longer you put it off, the more likely I am to blurt something out of my mouth. If I ended up spewing some nonsense, wouldn’t that just add to your predicament?”

up a fruit knife from the tea table. He had no expression on

we were husband and wife after all. I’ve never ill-treated you all these years after you married into the Harper

I have. At the end of the day, I’m still a

You’ve lost your shares and

useless man. You’re lucky that you still have air

Would you still need

“All these years, I was your wife by name. But you have never

just that, you even hid the fact that you have azoospermia and pinned it on me for being unable to conceive. Cornelius looked down on me, and

If it wasn’t because you are a Harper, I wouldn’t have married you! Without the Harper family as your crowning glory, you’d

until tomorrow morning. If you still refuse to sign the papers, I will go to Cornelius and reason with him. Don’t make me say nasty things

The call ended.

as silent