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Seeing Harriet’s impatience, Ellsworth teased with a smile, “Why are you in such a hurry? Do you really have someone else out there? Which young man is it? Tell me, and I’ll check him out for 

you.” 

Before Harriet could reply, Ellsworth dropped the joking tone and said to her, “If you really want nothing and I divorce you just like that, Grandpa will skin me alive. After all these years, at 

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least let me save a little face, okay?” 

“I’ll have Legal handle this. If you want to check on the progress, you can follow up with the Legal Department. I don’t want every 

meeting to be about divorce, and I don’t want to argue with you 

every time.” 

“And I also have to talk to Raymond and Tamera, or else there 

will be chaos again.” 

Still kneading Harriet’s hand, Ellsworth added, “You’re 23 this year. You should know, divorce isn’t just about two people.” 

Ellsworth had said so much, and in such a calm, reasonable 

tone, that Harriet couldn’t keep pressing him. 

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She didn’t pull her hand back, not even noticing that Ellsworth 

was still holding and kneading it. 

Looking at Ellsworth, Harriet said, “Alright, I understand.” 

She agreed, but still couldn’t help asking, “How long will Legal 

need? You must have a rough idea.” 

Ellsworth replied, “After Monday, follow up with Legal.” 

Every time the topic of divorce came up, Ellsworth would get a 

headache. 

Seeing this, Harriet could only nod. “Alright.” 

Harriet agreed without a moment’s hesitation. Ellsworth 

couldn’t help but smile, though it was a bit helpless. 

Letting go of Harriet’s hand, Ellsworth gently stroked her face. 

He, too, was tired after all these years. 

Telling Harriet to think it over was also giving himself time to 

reflect. He didn’t like making impulsive decisions. 

That’s how he was with everything. 

Seeing Ellsworth’s hand still on her face, Harriet grabbed his 

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wrist, about to remove his hand, when Ellsworth leaned over and pressed a kiss to her forehead. 

After the kiss, his right hand, still on Harriet’s face, gently brushed her cheek with his thumb. “Get some rest.” 

Harriet asked instinctively, “It’s so late, are you still going out?” 

Ellsworth smiled faintly. “Going to have a drink with Johnathan.” 

This afternoon, seeing Harriet so sad and desperate had left him feeling stifled. 

Even after talking things through with her just now, he didn’t feel much relief–only a sense of oppression. So, after telling Harriet where he was going, he grabbed his car keys and phone and left. 

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Harriet watched Ellsworth’s departing figure for a long, long time before coming back to herself. 

She hadn’t asked about Ellsworth’s whereabouts in a long time. This was also the first time in three years that Ellsworth had told her where he was going before leaving. 

Thinking of this, Harriet couldn’t help but smile, though her 

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smile was tinged with helplessness. 

After three years of marriage, the only time they could really talk 

was when they were about to divorce. 

She and Ellsworth really weren’t suited to be husband and wife. 

*** 

Driving away from the Chavez’s mansion, Ellsworth still hadn’t 

recovered his mood. 

It was scorching hot in July. Ellsworth drove with the window 

down and lit a cigarette. 

His arm rested on the window, cigarette in hand–he smoked 

half, the wind took the other half. 

In the end, thinking of his own compromise, he flicked away the 

cigarette, rolled up the window, and stepped on the gas, 

heading for the bar. 

By the time he arrived, Johnathan and Darrick were already 

there. 

Seeing Ellsworth stroll over looking lazy, Johnathan said with 

disdain, “You’re such a hassle.” 

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It was so hot, he had been about to go to bed. 

But someone just had to drag them out for drinks. 

Walking up to the sofa, Ellsworth hitched up his pant leg and 

sat down carelessly in the single seat on the right. “So what if I 

hassle you a bit?” he said nonchalantly. 

Ellsworth’s mood was clearly off. Noticing this, Johnathan 

snapped his fingers for a waiter and ordered two bottles of 

liquor. 

The manager sent over a young girl to serve them, but 

Johnathan took the drinks and sent her away. 

Then… he poured Ellsworth’s drink himself. 

Under the red and green lights, Ellsworth lit another cigarette. 

Smoke curled in the air. Johnathan teased with a smile, 

“Weren’t you supposed to be celebrating your future father–in- 

law’s birthday today? Why the long face?” 

It was Roy Graham’s birthday today, and the evening was the 

main event. 

By rights, Ellsworth should have been at the Graham’s villa, 

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keeping Kelsey company. So when he called, both Johnathan 

and Darrick were surprised. 

At Johnathan’s sarcastic tone, Ellsworth tapped his cigarette in 

the ashtray and shot him a cold look.