Sorry for Your Loss It's Me I'm the Loss novel Chapter 932

Noah walked over and placed the pastry box on the coffee table, casually covering the divorce papers.

“I bought your favorite pastries. They were just made. Want to try one?” Noah offered.

“Thank you,” Cynthia replied coolly. “I'm not hungry. Let's just leave them for later.”

Noah nodded at her response, then asked, “Was the baby behaving today? Did they give you any trouble?”

“No,” Cynthia said, not offering a single extra word.

Then, a heavy silence fell between them.

Silently, Cynthia reached out, pulled the divorce agreement out from under the pastry box, and handed it to Noah.

Noah took the papers but didn't look at them, his gaze fixed on Cynthia.

“Cynthia, you know I won't divorce you.”

Cynthia remained silent, and they stared at each other.

After a long moment, Cynthia finally looked away. At that, Noah tore the divorce agreement in half and threw the pieces back onto the coffee table.

“Cynthia, what do you want me to do to stop this divorce?” Noah asked.

“What if I asked you to choose between our unborn child and Nicola?” Cynthia said, her voice sharp.

Noah was first stunned, then silent.

Cynthia looked at him and scoffed. “It feels pathetic, competing with a little girl. But she has seriously disrupted our lives. Maybe I'm not generous enough to tolerate my husband being at his ex-wife's beck and call. I can't live like this for another day.”

“Cynthia, I…” Noah tried to explain, or perhaps make a promise.

But Cynthia didn't want to hear it. She cut him off coldly, “Noah, I'll give you time to choose. Let me know when you've made up your mind.”

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