Looking at the man in front of her and the neatly cut steak, Claudine couldn’t quite describe how she felt.
In five years of marriage, she had never been treated so considerately. Now, on the verge of divorce, she was finally experiencing it.
How did the saying go? One generation plants the trees, another gets the shade.
In her case, it seemed Damian’s new girlfriend had trained him well, so that even his soon–to–be ex–wife could enjoy the benefits.
Both of them had excellent table manners, and barely spoke while eating. Since they were both in a good mood, the PR department quickly got the photos they needed.
Damian received a message on his phone: the PR team had finished and left.
Putting down his phone, Damian looked at the woman across from him.
It seemed he had never observed her so closely before.
He knew Claudine was beautiful. Back then, his mother had given him a stack of girls‘ photos, and he had chosen her at first glance.
Sensing his gaze, Claudine thought there must be something on her face, so she picked up her napkin and gently dabbed her cheeks.
“Your face is clean, there’s nothing on it.”
Damian said.
His voice was gentle, and even his gaze was different from usual.
Claudine thought, maybe after being with his new lover for so long, even his eyes had become more affectionate.
She thought about how she had spent so many years, yet never managed to make him fall in love with her.
Now, being looked at so tenderly by him, it was only because of another woman.
It was truly pathetic.
She took a sip of red wine to suppress the bitterness in her heart, then spoke.
“When are we going to handle the divorce procedures?”
“I have no intention of divorcing you.”
As he spoke, Damian unlocked his phone and opened the Barrette Group’s official website, where the homepage dis-
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played photos of the two of them dining together just now.
“Haven’t you always wanted me to make your identity public? Now I’ve done it. And didn’t you always say I wasn’t romantic enough? I can give you that too.
As for children…”
Damian frowned slightly, then continued.
“Let’s work on Darla’s mindset first. When she’s ready to accept it, I can have a child with you.”
Claudine sat on the dining chair, looking at the man across from her, watching his condescending demeanor, and re- calling the words he had just spoken.
She truly wanted to throw the red wine in her glass right into his face.
And indeed, she did just that!
“Claudine! Are you crazy!”
Damian picked up a napkin to deal with the wine stains on his face; the white shirt he wore was now completely ru- ined.
Claudine set down her wine glass.
Her cold face now showed nothing but disgust for this man.
“Damian, you absolutely disgust me!”
She pronounced each word slowly and clearly.
She had once hoped they could part ways peacefully.
Even though he had hurt her for five years, even though he had cheated during their marriage.
Even though she had lost a child and could never have another.
But until today, she had never truly hated him.
After all, he simply didn’t love her!
After all, it was all one–sided on her part!
But now, when she had finally decided to leave, when he still had another woman by his side, he wanted her to play along and pretend to be a loving couple, even acting as if he were being magnanimous by saying he could consider having a child with her!
Thinking of that child…
“Smack!”
Claudine raised her hand and slapped Damian across the face!
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He deserved it!
“What are you doing!”
Damian suddenly stood up and grabbed Claudine’s wrist.
A shadow fell over his handsome face; the gentlemanly demeanor from before seemed like nothing but an illusion. This, now, was the real Damian.
Claudine’s wrist ached from his grip, but she stubbornly lifted her chin, glaring at the man she had loved for so many
years.
She wanted to remember this sinister look of his, to drown the version of herself who once loved him so deeply on this very day.
“Damian, stop disgusting me! Sign the divorce papers and let’s get divorced! Otherwise…”
Claudine paused, glancing at the phone on the dining table.
“I don’t mind turning to the media for help.
“You can post our photos on the official website, and I can have a nice chat with the reporters about our relationship.
“And about Darlene’s so–called ‘mother.“”
At this moment, Claudine simply thought that woman was Damian’s new lover, but by accident, she had hit upon Damian’s most sensitive nerve.
“Don’t you dare!”
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