Chapter 189
But Julian was obviously trying to go against her. So what if he was divorced?
As long as Julian wanted to remarry, even if he were a jinx, there would be hundreds of young single ladies willing to marry him, let alone if he were merely divorced.
Moreover…
“Julian, I do admit that it was my fault for marrying you against your will, but it wasn’t entirely my fault. Don’t push your luck.”
She saw the gloom flashing through Julian’s eyes, but she was not afraid and continued, “If you hadn’t agreed, I wouldn’t have been able to marry you. You blame me for not refusing, then why didn’t you refuse?”
Julian was at a loss for words.
Back then, Issac pushed him to marry Rosalie even with the entire Galloway Group’s inheritance. He was unwilling to give the family business he had built up with his own hands to his uncle, so he agreed.
But Rosalie was right. If he had refused, she wouldn’t have been able to marry him.
Julian frowned, not knowing how to refute her.
Rosalie sneered, “Therefore, even if I am wrong in this marriage, you are not entirely innocent. There is no need to put on the airs of an innocent victim. At least I have the courage to make it right.
“What about you? You pretend to be a victim and want to continue this wrong marriage to punish me with cold violence?”
The coldness in Julian’s eyes grew increasingly intense. His deep eyes were like two bottomless whirlpools, swirling with a storm that seemed to crush her.
He couldn’t refute a single word Rosalie said.
He didn’t want to pretend to be an innocent victim, but every time he heard Rosalie calmly say that she wanted to leave him, he could only make her stay in this despicable means.
“Since you don’t want to be a divorced man, what about being a widower, Mr. Galloway?”
Rosalie’s eyes were still calmly fixed on Julian’s face, but he found them exceptionally sharp and aggressive, constantly stabbing at his supposedly
unbreakable heart.
From her eyes, Julian sensed Rosalie’s determination to divorce, and this realization made his heart tremble faintly.
He looked at Rosalie, his eyes bloodshot, his voice unconsciously hoarse. “You must get a divorce, don’t you?”
“I’ve told you this no less than ten times. What makes you so confident that after a year, I still can’t get over this marriage, which is not worth remembering at all?”
The sarcasm and determination in her eyes wrenched Julian’s heart sharply.
After a moment, he said with a superficial smile, “Okay, since you are so eager to get a divorce, I’ll grant your wish.”
“Really?” Rosalie asked him.
Julian clearly saw her eyes light up with unconcealed expectation when he agreed to the divorce.
He felt upset and lost.
To hold on to that last bit of laughable pride, Julian sneered, “Where makes you so confident that I can’t live without you?”
“That’s even better. Let’s sign the agreement tomorrow.”
Looking at the unmistakable eagerness in Rosalie’s eyes, Julian suppressed his distress and said through gritted teeth, “Why wait until tomorrow?”
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