CHAPTER 52
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Chapter 52
Nina also blamed herself, wondering why she couldnât endure a little longer. If she hadnât been so impulsive, Zoe wouldnât have found out.
âIâm sorry.â In truth, Nina didnât want to cause trouble for Nash, but words couldnât be taken back once spoken.
Nashâs deep gaze simply watched her,
contemplating many things before speaking, âDo you really want to divorce me?â
Nina pondered. Did she truly want to divorce Nash?
In reality, she wanted a fresh start for herself. The current situation seemed hopeless, devoid of any prospects, and she didnât want to dwell on it any longer.
Seeing her silence, Nash asked again, âWould being. with me cause you a lot of trouble?â
Hearing this, Nina couldnât hold back her emotions, her eyes growing hot as if tears were about to fall. If he had been angry and blaming her, perhaps she wouldnât have felt this way. But his gentle words instead made her emotions spiral out of control.
Rather than saying it was troubling, it was more accurate to say that she didnât want to see him and Miranda acting all lovey-dovey anymore. But those things didnât matter anymore.
âMaybe a little,â Nina replied, lowering her head to conceal her emotions from him.
Nash pondered. They had been married for three years, all because of that marriage contract. The person she liked was a man named Zac. For him, she had not voiced any demands in those three years, keeping herself pure for that man.
Thinking about this, Nash clenched his fist, a heavy stone pressing on his heart, making him uncomfortable. He should let her go.
Nash released her hand, saying calmly, âLetâs divorce after the three-year contract is up.â
Nina nearly choked up, her nails digging into her flesh as she suppressed her bitterness. She blinked back tears, refusing to lose her composure at this moment, and lifted her head to smile at him. âOkay. Nash gazed at her delicate face, realizing that at this moment, her smile was truly sincere. It seemed their marriage had indeed caused her a lot of trouble. These three years hadnât left Nina with even a shred of attachment to him.
Glancing at the time, Nina saw that it was just about time. She composed herself and said lightly, Even though I canât be your wife, Iâll still be your secretary! You go and accompany Miranda. Thereâs a social event in the afternoon; Iâll handle it. head out first.â
âOkay.â
âMm.â
Nina smiled and nodded at him before turning away. As soon as her smile faded, tears began to trickle down her cheeks.
Nash
her
Wher retreating figure,
debrisk pace indicating her strong
escape his presence, not to linger even for
moment.
Hilton Hotel.
Several executives were sitting there drinking. Nina was also seated, with only Taylor beside her.
As usual, she would accompany Nash when he was present. Since Nash was at the hospital, her presence there didnât matter.
She planned to get through this event. At the dinner table, they only exchanged pleasantries and made small talk. Unexpectedly, the host, Mr. Lincoln, suddenly
called her and asked her to drink. The last allergic reaction to alcohol made her never want to touch it again.
She politely declined, âMr. Lincoln, I donât drink. Iâm allergic to alcohol. Letâs just forget about it this time.â
Having consumed quite a bit of alcohol, Mr.
Lincoln, feeling the effects, came over with his belly protruding and poured a glass of wine into her cup, insisting Nina, weâve known each other for a long time. Why are you so reserved? Mr. York isnât here, but
you represent him. How can you not drink?
Usually, Mr. York drinks with us. Hurry up and drink. Donât give me so many excuses!â
âMr. Lincoln, Iâ¦â