Craving 16

Chapter 16 

She had brought up the divorce a few days ago, and he hadn’t 

responded. Today, she proposed it again? 

He was never good-tempered. She should be well aware of that. 

Being yanked brutally pissed Harriet off. She looked at him, her 

tone stern. “If I had known our marriage would be like this, I 

never would’ve married you, Ellsworth.” 

After a pause, she added, “I know you don’t want the divorce to 

affect the company. Once we finalize the paperwork, I won’t 

tell anyone about it. Whether-or when-to go public is entirely 

up to you.” 

It sounded like she was set to get a divorce. He tucked his hands 

back into his pockets and looked aside. 

The bedroom fell into heavy silence, their breaths suddenly 

deafening in the stillness. 

After quite a while, he turned back and looked at her, 

reminding her coldly, “Harriet, we’re still married. Don’t forget 

your role.” 

She retorted flatly, “My role? Your wife? Or the company’s VP? Ellsworth, have you ever remembered your role?” 

He couldn’t help but let out a cold laugh. “Oh, sounds like 

someone’s regretting marrying me. Don’t you know what kind 

of person I am before the marriage?” 

She was left speechless. 

A moment later, she said, “I was too young and naive.” 

He was so exasperated that he laughed coldly. “Could your 

excuse be any lamer? Harriet, you’ve worked at the company 

for three years already. You should know perfectly well how 

many eyes are on us. Do you really think you get to keep our 

divorce a secret?” 

She retorted quickly, “Oh, so you do know people are watching 

us? Then what’s with all these scandals and mistresses?” 

This time, it was he who was rendered speechless. 

Staring at her deadpan for a while, he asked, “Are you sure you 

want a divorce?” 

“Yeah,” she said flatly. “I’m gonna go and take a shower. Get 

some rest!” 

the bathroom. 

When she walked out again, Ellsworth was sitting by the bed 

reading, the left side of the bed empty. 

Though she saw it, she didn’t ask anything. Putting on her 

earplugs and eye mask, she walked over to the couch and slept 

under the thin blanket. 

He put down the book and looked over at her, who had her 

back facing him. 

She remained motionless as if drifting off to sleep already. After 

a while, he turned off the light and went to sleep. 

*** 

A thud rang out. 

Around 3:00 a.m., Harriet fell off the couch again. She rubbed 

her arm, letting out a long sigh. 

How much longer did she have to endure this? How many 

more nights on the couch? 

Turning to Ellsworth on the bed, she knew he was awake. 

He hadn’t slept well for the past few days either. 

She sat on the floor, not getting up. Staring at him for a while, 

she said weakly, “Ellsworth, let’s go get the paperwork done.” 

She couldn’t take this anymore. 

She was already on the verge of a breakdown. 

Just then, with a click, the bedroom brightened abruptly. 

Ellsworth turned on the light. 

He sat up in bed and said coldly, “I left space for you.” 

She said, “It’s not about that. Ellsworth, I’m done trying.” 

With that, she climbed up, sat back onto the couch, and lay 

down with her back facing him again. 

She had tried her best for the past three years. 

Curling up under the blanket, she felt a wave of helplessness. 

She exhaled softly and closed her eyes. Just then, she felt herself being lifted up. 

Stunned, she opened her eyes at once. 

Chapter 16 

Grabbing his sleepwear, she frowned slightly. “What are you doing, Ellsworth?” 

He carried her onto the bed before finally saying, “No one forced you to sleep on the couch.” 

He didn’t respond at all when she offered to sleep on the couch.