NovelBookChapter 660 “Fuck off!” Aurelia rolled her eyes at Leopold, her tone dripping with irritation. “Aurelia snubbed, ‘Isn't it good enough forto be your unreachable star? Always there within your sight but forever out of your grasp, leaving you to nothing but helpless sighs." Leopold couldn't help but laugh, even as he felt a little helpless. "So that's how you see it, huh? Playing hard to get?" With deliberate slowness, Aurelia responded, “Isn't that the thing these days? You gotta set high standards and be strict with ex- husbands. Don't you be thinking you can cozy back up just like that. Sure, getting divorced is a walk in the park, but getting back together is as tough as a steak - next to impossible.” Leopold ran a hand through his hair, feeling perplexed in the midst of this conversation.
"| see you're not setting the bar very high for Arnold, though.” “That's because he's not my ex-husband, and he didn't ditchfor sold flame; Aurelia shot back.
Leopold frowned. "I never had an old flame. Megan and | were never an item." Aurelia let out a sardonic laugh, saying, "But you proposed to her in front of everyone, at a high-society gala no less. Everyone in the who's who knew about it." With a grave tone, Leopold clarified, "That was because my father was forcingto marry Elowen, so she offered to play the part to divert the marriage. That proposal was just an act for my father's sake.
Aurelia wasn't buying it. To her, men's words were as trustworthy as a ghost story.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe had heard his and Megan's ‘touching love story’ enough times to feel brainwashed by it.
Now, all of a sudden, it's just an act? Her mind couldn't wrap around this abrupt shift.
Even if love faded, there was no need to erase history.
What if one day he got tired of her, would he claim their marriage was just a mix-up, a seed sown in the wrong place? "| just realized how tragic Megan is; commented Aurelia with a heavy sigh. "She clawed her way to being your wife, only to end up discarded by you." A cold, sharp light flickered in Leopold's eyes.
Usurping someone else's place won't end well.
The position of his wife belonged to Aurelia, and to Aurelia alone.
“One shouldn't be too greedy, striving for a place that isn't theirs. Otherwise, a dead-end is all they'll find." He had given Megan a chance to turn back, but she was determined to dig her own grave.
He would make sure she understood that the AK Group wasn't a safe haven, but a graveyard.
Aurelia let out a resigned sigh, “It's the wise who knows when to retreat. Good thing | stepped back when | did, or else I'd probably be on your hit list now." Leopold's heart skipped a beat, and he pulled her tight into his embrace. “You're different, you're my woman, and | will never disdain you." His voice was firm, sincere, and solemn. But Aurelia’s heart bore scars, how could she trust him? When he had wanted a divorce, he had been ruthlessly decisive.
At that moment, she had sworn never to give him another chance to scorn or hurt her again.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“You're someone else's husband now, so save your vows. I'm practical. | don't believe in sweet nothings, and your pie-in-the-sky promises do nothing for me." Aurelia was never one to be swept away by love, dopamine never clouded her judgment.
Sighing in resignation, Leopold knew her heart was indeed like unreachable star in the sky - visible but unattainable.
Aurelia pushed open the car door, "It's late, and | should head back. I've got work tomorrow." She slipped out, disappearing quickly from the gate After work, Aurelia visited Leah's apartment. Leah was preparing for their weekend mock date and wanted Aurelia to teach her how to cook.
As Aurelia entered, the smell of something burning assaulted her nostrils.
Leah was covered in grease, looking like a calico cat caught in a kitchen mishap.
“Aurelia, cooking seems... harder than | thought.” Who would have thought that Leah, with all her smarts and beauty, would struggle in a mere kitchen? Aurelia couldn't help but laugh as she got spaper towels to clean Leah's face.
“When | first started cooking, | was as clumsy as you. Don't worry, take it slow"
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