This Time, I Will Get My Divorce, Mr

Chapter 544 Breaking the Ice

“You—”

Asher and his supporters grew so incensed at her words that their faces turned the color of beetroot, but they couldn’t retort against her. She was right; she might be the vice president now, but the fact remained that she was the largest shareholder of the company, and that meant she enjoyed privileges they did not. As unhappy as they were, they had neither the means nor standing to retaliate against her.

At the sight of the scowls on their faces, Sonia smirked and refrained from snorting in contempt. I can’t believe they’re still trying to pick a bone with me at this point. How petty. Stoically, she withdrew her gaze and glanced in the direction of Charles’ seat.

He had his head down, so she couldn’t quite see the look on his face, but she felt how distant he was all the same. She sighed quietly as she settled into her chair and announced, “Alright, let’s start the meeting.”

“Yes, ma’am,” the whole table chorused as everyone opened up the folder in front of them.

The meeting went on for two hours before it came to a conclusion. Asher and his supporters were the first to leave the room, but Sonia stayed unmoving in her seat. She didn’t keep her things or seem like she was about to rise to her feet and walk out of the room any time soon.

Instead, she leaned into her seat and rested her head against the back of her chair, staring at Charles.

Presently, Charles was keeping his things, and when he was done, he stood up to leave.

Seeing this, Sonia quickly called out, “Charles, wait.”

He stopped in his tracks and turned to look at her, his expression devoid of the warmth and humor she was used to seeing. He looked almost impassive as he asked flatly, “What is it?”

Sure enough, he was sticking to his promise and had dropped the term of endearment. In the past, he would have added ‘baby’ to that statement.

Sonia was composed as she rose from her seat and eyed him steadily. “How about you and I have a talk?”

he asked, his gaze on her indifferent

didn’t answer him immediately. She was watching the others who had yet to file out of the conference room; they were all

they looked down at their shoes guiltily and hurried out the doors. Soon,

him and said matter-of-factly, “About how you’re still holding a grudge against me after our conversation

because he really was still holding a grudge against her for their

she would

friendship between them, but all it had taken was

supposed to just

“I’m sorry, Charles. I know I should have been more considerate of your feelings instead of springing the conversation up on you

been in love with her for more than a decade, and she was the one thing on his mind ever since he learned

anyway, much

I can’t ever reciprocate your feelings for me. What I’ve done, at best, was to make you give up hope that we might ever stand a chance; think of it as a wake-up call, Charles, because if your feelings for me deepen over the years, then you’d only end up getting hurt, and I’d be

“No, I won’t—”

that were to go on, then you’d fall too deep

would never work out as a couple. She hoped she had put that point out emphatically enough to make him understand how important

me to drop all those affectionate nicknames for you and to stop being all chummy with you, and you want me to completely

to you. I’m merely trying to make you see my point here. I don’t love you more than just a friend, so romance is definitely off the table for us, which is why I need to make things clear. I need you to understand that we aren’t

would snap out of his fantasy and let things go. She didn’t have a choice but to

on the other hand, finally understood how death by a thousand cuts felt like. Her words stabbed through his heart mercilessly; they took all

what I meant. I just like us better when we’re friends without all these

just want us to be friends and nothing more, so you’re

she confirmed solemnly, nodding