Chapter 42 The Boss Was a Faithful Divorce Spectator
As soon as they opened their mouths, they clashed in battle.
There was no warmth to be found.
Desmond was hurt by her cold attitude.
But he wasn’t angry, he bent his long legs and knelt on the side of her bed. “Wife, I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong, give me a chance to change. I swear, I will never make the same mistake again in this lifetime.”
He spoke with deep sincerity, almost shedding tears.
Guadalupe, on the other hand, remained completely indifferent, cold as if she had drunk a potion of indifference. “You don’t need to make amends, you are just being true to your inner desires. You have been so happy in these past six months, continue to be happy. As for me, I am willing to fulfill your wishes.”
Desmond’s heart ached as her words choked him. He forcefully grabbed her hand and passionately kissed her, saying, “I’m sorry, I deserve to die a thousand deaths. I am not with her the way you think. My heart only ever loved you, and only you…”
“Stop.” Guadalupe forcefully pulled her hand back, her throat filled with many hurtful words, but when they reached her lips, she no longer wanted to say them. “Desmond, nothing matters anymore, we’re done, I will definitely divorce you!”
“Whether to leave or not is not for you to decide alone! I have already torn
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up the agreement!” Desmond’s eyes were bloodshot, and his emotions. were on the verge of losing control.
Guadalupe looked at him in silence for a few seconds, “OK, if we can’t reach an agreement, then see you in court!”
“Are you really willing to let go of our many years of relationship? Forgive me once, just once, consider it my plea to you!” Desmond. panicked, leaning over to embrace her, “I can’t be without you.”
“What are you doing! Take your hands off! Don’t touch me!” Guadalupe grabbed a pillow and hit him.
On the sofa, Ezequiel sat up and the blanket slipped off his body.
He rubbed his temples, “Gilbert, water.”
Gilbert, who had been pretending to sleep, heard the boss’s shout and quickly sprang up, grabbed a bottle of water from the refrigerator, and gave it to him.
The two of them were forced to endure a melodramatic play early in the morning.
Guadalupe and Desmond on the sickbed stopped moving.
Guadalupe’s eyes widened; “….?”
Oh God, please tell her that the voice just now was not Ezequiel! It wasn’t
him!
Desmond’s face flashed a hint of displeasure.
But in front of others, he couldn’t continue. He stood up and said gently, “Darling, are you hungry? I’ve sent someone to buy the chicken congee. you like. I’ll go get it.”
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From kneeling down in repentance to quickly returning to a state as if nothing had happened… It’s truly remarkable how easily one can switch between the two..
Guadalupe ignored him.
Desmond turned around to get the porridge.
As soon as he walked away, she saw Ezequiel sitting sideways on the sofa.
Her face turned red with embarrassment.
Her boss was truly a loyal audience to her divorces… never missing a single “drama“.
Ezequiel took the water that Gilbert handed to him, drank it slowly, and then got up and left without looking towards the hospital bed the entire
time.
Gilbert also immediately followed.
Guadalupe’s gaze involuntarily followed the tall figure, speculating in her mind what he might be thinking at that moment.
“Ate porridge.”
A cold voice sounded, and the line of sight was blocked.
Desmond stood by the bed, holding a white porcelain bowl with a cold. and stern expression on his face.
Guadalupe hesitated for a few seconds and said, “You can leave it, I will eat later.”
Desmond: “It will cool down in a moment, I will feed you.”
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“I didn’t need you to feed.”
“What, do you want Ezequiel to feed you?”
Guadalupe stared at him as if he were crazy, “Indeed, people with a heart always see everything as dirty.”
Desmond saw her denial and his expression softened slightly. “If you quit your job. I will believe that you are innocent with him.”
Guadalupe was speechless once again, “Then you better not trust me.”
The genius needed his belief!
Desmond’s face darkened, “So you really want to work for him as his secretary?”
Guadalupe: “That’s right, correct.”
“Guadalupe, you climbed up Ezequiel just to provoke me, to seek revenge
on me!”
Desmond saw through her appearance,
He knew that she still loved him in her heart, that she still had him. Ezequiel was just her way of provoking him.
But even as a facade, Ezequiel was still an absolutely dangerous presence. Over time, it was hard to guarantee that she wouldn’t actually develop feelings.
Guadalupe chuckled and didn’t want to argue with him. She got up and took the porridge from his hand, saying, “Thank you very much for
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coming to visit, Mr. Harrison. Please go back.”
Mr. Harrison?
Desmond couldn’t help but laugh and cry at the same time. From the
moment they met until now, it was the first time she had ever been addressed with such unfamiliar terms.
He sat down by the bed and said, “I won’t leave, we haven’t separated yet, I have an obligation to take care of my wife.”
Guadalupe… I really wanted to assassinate him!
We couldn’t drive him away, and even if we tried to take action, we couldn’t affect him. We could only ignore him and treat him as if he were invisible.
She put the porridge on the bedside table, but she was afraid that he would forcefully feed her if he saw it… From her understanding of him, he was definitely capable of doing such a thing.
She withdrew her hand and decided to eat it.
One hour later.
Ezequiel came in again from outside.
Those who came in together included Gilbert and Melany.
Guadalupe didn’t know that Melany had also stayed with her overnight, she had just gone out to buy breakfast.
Of course, Melany didn’t stay because she cared about Guadalupe, let alone feeling guilty or anything like that. She only stayed because Ezequiel came and she followed to keep an eye on him.
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“Guadalupe, I am truly sorry for last night. I didn’t understand the
situation clearly and unilaterally believed Mr. Hale’s slander, wrongly accusing you. I hope you can forgive me.”
Melany apologized sincerely.
Two people were already asking for forgiveness early in the morning.
Guadalupe felt somewhat helpless in her heart, and also found it amusing.
She was well aware that Melany’s words were meant for Ezequiel, hoping to be c
forgiven in front of him, so that the matter could be put to rest.
She smiled and said. “Talking about forgiveness or not, in the situation like last night, it was indeed easy to be confused. If we have to blame. someone, blame Mr. Hale for disguising himself so well and Ms. Garner for being too kind–hearted. It’s not your fault.”
This statement gave Melany a way out in all aspects.
The conversation was detailed and comprehensive.
Ezequiel smiled in his heart: She knew how to handle people.
Desmond felt a sourness in his heart: he would rather coax an unfamiliar
woman than coax me.
“Thank you, Guadalupe, for overlooking the past. I… feel ashamed,” Melany sighed with relief, cautiously looking at Ezequiel. “I have thought about it, and I am not suitable to stay here anymore.”
Ezequiel didn’t give her a glance, automatically ignoring the underlying meaning behind her words.
His gaze remained warm and gentle as it fell on Guadalupe. “You did well this time, but there shouldn’t be another dangerous situation like this. The salary I pay you shouldn’t require you to work so hard. I will take care
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of the remaining matters, so take good care of yourself and recover from your injuries.”
Guadalupe nodded. “Hmm.”
She gazed into his eyes, feeling a bit uneasy. She looked at Gilbert and said. “There are still three days left on the schedule. Mr. Dalton, you’ve worked hard.”
“Guadalupe, please stop talking. It’s my fault this time. I shouldn’t have let you go to the factory alone. You said if only I…” Gilbert felt all kinds of guilt.
He had not finished speaking when he felt a cold breeze on his neck.
Desmond stared at him with a grim face, full of warning: “Guadalupe? Dare you call her even more intimately?”
Gilbert was busy and shut up.
He definitely didn’t want blood splattered three feet away.
“My wife was seriously injured and needs a lot of care. She is no longer capable of handling the position of secretary. Mr. Hodge, please find someone else!” Desmond said.
What was too seriously injured, why did he have the right to make decisions for her?
Guadalupe was annoyed and was about to retort, but Melany quickly interjected, “Since her husband has already said so, there’s no need to force it. Ezequiel, I’ll come back to the company and be your secretary.”
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