Save Her Lose Us (Evangeline and Soren) novel Chapter 19

What Soren never expected was that Evangeline would actually agree.

He remembered, ever since Evangeline's mother had passed away, her father, Winston Whitmore, had remarried, and both Winston and Evangeline's stepmother had never treated her kindly.

Noticing that he'd recalled this, Evangeline didn't bother to explain further. She simply nodded. "It's already decided. There's no point in dragging things out."

Divorce was inevitable now.

Evangeline hated that feeling of uncertainty, of things left hanging.

"So, all those things you've been doing lately—was it all for this?" Soren asked, thinking back on her recent strange behavior.

So she was afraid he'd refuse her request to invest in the Whitmore family, and that's why she'd staged this whole push-and-pull act?

The thought amused him.

Evangeline didn't quite catch what he meant at first, but seeing the tension ease from his face, she guessed he must be in a pretty good mood.

Maybe he was thinking that, once they were divorced, he could finally be with Poppy.

Evangeline laughed inwardly, a little bitterly. Soren always claimed the divorce would change nothing, but deep down, he was probably eager for their marriage to end, so he could be with Poppy without any guilt.

She said nothing.

Soren took her silence as consent. He didn't press further, just flipped to the last page and signed his name with a flourish.

"Tomorrow, you'll need to come with me to—" he started, but before he could even finish saying "city hall," Soren had already pulled out his passport and slid it across the table along with the divorce agreement.

"I'm busy. You can handle the rest yourself."

"If you run into anything you really don't understand, go talk to Gregory."

His cold, detached words made Evangeline smile wryly.

He'd even sent Gregory to handle their marriage license all those years ago.

Now, for their divorce, he couldn't spare a single moment from his precious schedule to give their five years together even a shred of dignity at the end.

This marriage—she had to admit—was a farce, so absurd that she herself could hardly stand to look back on it.

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