Chapter 20
“Ells,” Kelsey smiled while walking over to him at once.
Instinctively, Harriet looked over.
Her gaze swept over his left hand.
Then she realized why the ring seemed so familiar-there was
an identical one on Ellsworth’s left ring finger.
She was his wife, but he had never bought her any wedding
gifts. Not even a wedding ring.
All she had was their marriage certificate.
In fact, there wasn’t even a wedding-just an official
announcement from the Townsend Group, declaring her
position as the VP.
As she was lost in thought, Kelsey said, “Hara, Ells and I gotta
meet with some government representatives now. We’re
leaving now. Go ahead with your work.”
Snapping out of it, she stepped aside. “Bye!”
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Walking past her, Ellsworth glanced at her, not saying a word.
He acted so cold, as if the man who was so intimate with her
last night in bed were someone else.
As they walked away, Harriet heard Kelsey scold Ellsworth in a
small voice. “Ells, no matter what, Hara grew up with us. You
should include her on major projects like this.”
Ellsworth replied lazily, “Mind your health first.”
Harriet instinctively lowered her gaze, and the rings on their
fingers stung her eyes.
***
In the evening, Harriet wrapped up work and went home.
Ellsworth was nowhere to be seen, and it was just her and
Patsy at the table.
With a fork and a knife in her hands, Patsy looked at Harriet,
who sat across from her, and asked seriously, “Hara, tell me the
truth. Where are you and Ells at now? It’s been three years since you got married. Has he… ever gotten intimate with you?”
Patsy had been wondering. With a child, Ellsworth might rein
himself in a little.
But in the blink of an eye, three years had passed.
She had every reason to believe he had never slept with
Harriet. The thought alone pissed her off. That damned brat!
Caught off guard, Harriet blushed with embarrassment, not
knowing what to say for a while.
She stared at Patsy. After a few seconds, she said truthfully,
“Patsy, Ellsworth and I are splitting up.”
Finally, she decided to tell the truth.
“What?” Patsy raised her voice. “Why?”
She immediately said with certainty, “Ells proposed it, right?
That damned…”
Before she could curse, Harriet quickly explained, “No, it wasn’t
him. Patsy, it was me. I asked him for a divorce.”
Patsy fell silent at once.
She looked at Harriet for quite a while before asking, “Is it
because Kelsey’s back? Hara, no matter what happens, we’ve
always got your back. I’m saying this on behalf of the entire
Townsend family. Trust me-Kelsey can’t stir up trouble at all.
I’ll keep an eye on Ells for you.”
She knew Harriet had been suffering over the past three years.
Her heart ached for Harriet, and she was angry with Ellsworth.
He still acted as he wanted after she had scolded him a bunch of
times, and she genuinely didn’t know what else she could do.
With a fork in hand, Harriet looked at Patsy calmly. “Patsy, it’s
not about Kelsey. I had long wanted a divorce, so I told
Ellsworth about it a while ago.”
In the past, she had always called Ellsworth “Ells”.
But at some point, the way she addressed him had shifted to
either just “him” or “Ellsworth”.
Patsy persuaded her softly, “Hara, don’t be impulsive. Let’s just
give him some time to prove he can do better, alright? Think it
through. You went through a lot before finally marrying him.
“Let’s just wait and see how he acts. If he still doesn’t change,
then I won’t say another word to stop you. How about that?”
Harriet said, her voice gentle, “Patsy, I’ve waited long enough.”‘
She didn’t feel jaded overnight.
She indeed had loved Ellsworth, but his constant indifference
had long frayed her feelings for him.
