Nina finished the last of the juice in her cup before giving his wine glass a final tap. It was their cheerful farewell.

Earlier, they had a delightful meal together. Before leaving, she placed the divorce agreement on the table again. Next to it were two tickets to Frangelia.

However, these tickets were not for her and Nash. They were for him and Miranda. She wanted to let him know that she was giving him his freedom. Frangelia, being such a romantic place, was more suitable for him to go with his beloved.

Having done what she needed to do, Nina packed her bags and left the house. That night, no one stayed awake. Everything went smoothly.

The next day... "Mr. York!"

"Mr. York, wake up!"

Nash gradually regained consciousness, his head still heavy, as if weighed down by a huge stone. He rubbed his forehead, feeling a headache coming on, but remembered Nina cooking for him yesterday. He stood up abruptly, his cold eyes scanning the surroundings, devoid of Nina's presence.

"Mr. York, are you alright? Do you need to go to the hospital?" Quincy asked, concerned, noticing his pale complexion.

Early in the morning, the helpers found Nash asleep here, unable to wake him, so they called Quincy.

not forget the resolute look Nina had given him, determined to leave

bitter smile on his lips. "So,

the situation and added, "I'll send someone

of detachment and indifference in his eyes. Quincy could not help but add,

such tactics. In that moment, Nash was also playing

wanted to leave, as long as he objected, she would

reluctance, she pretended to be happy and put on a

setting

wasn't he testing her, to see if she would cruelly

willingly fell into her trap, and she did not

that case,

knuckles cracking audibly. He stood up as if nothing had occurred. "Tidy up this

inquired, "Mr. York, are you

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