Ophelia walked into the hotel despite herself. She pushed open the door, her mind going blank for a moment as she saw the tall figure standing by the bed. She felt as if a generation had passed since she had last seen him.
Standing in the doorway, Ophelia was afraid that their good old days were gone forever once she went in. She stared blankly at Zachariahâs back with mixed emotions in her eyes.
During this five-year marriage, their relationship went from strangeness, to indifference, to estrangement and finally to love. Ophelia had tried so hard to hide her emotions and put on a nonchalant look all the time, but she couldnât fool herself or conceal her true feelings about him, even though she managed to make herself look confident and tough.
In this marriage, she was the one who lacked confidence in herself. Each of his moves pulled at her heartstrings and caused her mood swings. She had spent countless nights weeping while watching his face.
She always felt as if she was on thin ice in this marriage. There were so many uncertainties, which made her anxious for all these years. Finally, he fell in love with her, but they had to break up when they were deep in love with each other.
Ophelia stared at Zachariah for a long time before she came to her senses as he walked up to her.
Zachariah stroked her cheek, which startled her, and she flinched. He saw this and his eyes darkened. The next moment, he reached out to seize her wrist and found her hand so cold, his face sullen. He took her in his arms from behind and rubbed her hands, and didnât let go until her hands turned warm.
"Ophelia, let me explain. Thereâs nothing between Cora and I, and I donât know why we ended up lying in the same bed. Thatâs the truth. You have to believe me. I love you," Zachariah whispered in her ear as he rested his chin on her shoulder.
Opheliaâs eyes turned red all of a sudden. She closed her eyes and choked back her tears. When she opened her eyes again, she shook his hands off, turned around and stared at him with determination. "Zachariah, Iâve thought about it all night, and I think what you have for me is simply compassion. The one you really love is Cora. Letâs get a divorce. Thereâs no point maintaining a loveless marriage, and both of us would get hurt. Itâs better for us to break up. Donât worry. I want nothing but Tommy."
Zachariahâs face clouded over with anger.
"Say it again."
Ophelia looked up and fixed her eyes on his face, saying slowly after taking a deep breath, "Zachariah, letâs get a divorce."
Zachariah scowled at her. He had assumed that Ophelia wouldnât ask for a divorce so easily even if he had done something wrong for real. They were so in love just a few days ago. She snuggled up to him, telling him she loved him and would never leave him alone. He didnât believe at all that a woman who loved him so much would demand a divorce so soon.
Zachariah didnât believe it, nor would he believe it. He would rather believe all this was because what had happened yesterday was such a huge blow to her that she became upset and lost all her reason.
Zachariah took a deep breath and his tone softened. "Ophelia, youâre too upset to think straight now. Letâs go back and get some rest. Letâs talk about it again after you get enough sleep. I donât want to make excuses, and I apologize for what I did last night. Iâm sorry. But to err is human. Can you give me another chance?"
Opheliaâs eyes grew misty.
If she didnât plan to leave him while he cheated on her, she would feel sad and upset at first, but she would finally forgive him, just because she loved him. However, her condition would get worse at any time and she could wait no longer. The last thing she wanted was to have him see her becoming a blind person.
"Zachariah, thereâre too many problems between you and me. You still love Cora more or less, or you wouldnât have forgiven her again and again.
Thereâs no point in maintaining this marriage, so letâs get a divorce, so that your dream could come true," Ophelia said.
Zachariah turned her body around and forced her to look at him, growling, "Donât tell me I love Cora, because I know very clearly who I love. I wonât divorce you. Youâre still mad now. Letâs talk about it again when we calm down a few days later. Let me drive you home now. My mom is worried about us."
Ophelia bit her lower lip and repeated decisively, "Zachariah, letâs get a divorce."
Zachariah glared at the top of her head and said, "Look at me."
Ophelia hesitated for a long time before she finally raised her head.
"Look me in the eye, and tell me you want to get a divorce." Zachariah kept pushing her.
Ophelia almost forgot what she was doing as she met Zachariahâs eyes.
She took a deep breath to settle herself down, thinking to herself that she must stay calm at this moment and couldnât screw it up.
Finally, she plucked up the courage and was ready to say it again, but she found it too hard to start.
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The Vixen's Man ï¤15 Zachariahâs eyes softened. Just as he was about to let her off, Ophelia said, "Zachariah, letâs get a divorce."
Zachariahâs face darkened again. He clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking. Meanwhile, Ophelia felt as if he was going to punch her in the face.
Zachariah, nevertheless, didnât punch her, but pinned her against the wall and looked down at her, a hint of sadness flashing across his eyes. He asked in a husky whisper, "Why?"
Ophelia looked away in a panic, afraid to meet his eyes again. What had happened yesterday cut her deep, and it also hurt his feelings.
Both of them were hurt in this game. It was a lose-lose situation.
Zachariah lifted her chin and stared deeply into her eyes, asking, "You love me, right?"
Ophelia met his gaze and nodded, not wanting to lie to him anymore.
"Since you love me, forgive me for this once, alright?" Zachariah nuzzled her neck and asked with a muffled choking voice.
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