Divorce, Please: The Young Master Does Not Love Me

Chapter 567: Chapter 566: Maybe This Isn’t the Most Perfect Ending (5)

Instead, he was grateful to him for saving Mika Summers back then.

Silas Kent lowered his head slightly and gave a self-deprecating laugh. He looked up, the emotion in his eyes no longer as sad and dejected as before. "I’ve decided to go back. My flight is in an hour."

"Aren’t you coming back to the hotel with us?"

"I’ve already seen you at your most beautiful on your wedding day, so I won’t go to the hotel. Take care of yourself, and don’t let anyone wrong you."

"So, after you go back... will you come back again?"

"Probably not. But if you ever need me, I’ll fly back. Anytime. Remember, no matter when, if you need me, I’ll come help you immediately."

Even though it was highly inappropriate to say this at a time like this, a wave of jealousy washed over Tristan Grayson. He pulled Mika Summers into a tight embrace and said with a cold laugh, "Heh, my wife won’t need your help. She’ll have me from now on. You can just stay abroad and not worry."

Silas Kent didn’t seem embarrassed. He just curled his lips into a smile and asked very seriously, "If you don’t mind, may I give your wife a hug?"

Tristan Grayson really wanted to say that he minded very much! But when he thought about how this man was about to leave, he decided to be magnanimous for once. So, he said nothing, released his grip on Mika Summers’s shoulders, and nodded.

Mika Summers raised her arms and threw herself into Silas Kent’s embrace. She hugged him tightly, tears streaming down her face. "Silas, thank you. I really, really mean it. I think the luckiest thing that ever happened to me was meeting you. You changed the wretched girl I used to be. Thank you so much. From now on, you have to take good care of yourself."

A dull ache throbbed somewhere deep inside Silas Kent, but he still smiled and comforted the woman in his arms. "Mm, you too. Silly girl, don’t cry. It’s your wedding day. You should be happy."

Jessica Archer watched the two of them embrace. She didn’t want to interrupt, but after glancing down at her watch again, she had no choice but to remind him, "Mr. Kent, if we don’t leave now, we’re going to miss our flight."

Silas Kent gently pushed her away. Looking at her tear-reddened eyes, he said with a wry smile, "If you keep this up, I’ll think you can’t bear to see me go. Or maybe that you’ve fallen in love with me."

"What nonsense are you spouting!" Tristan Grayson’s expression was dangerously dark as he suddenly tightened his grip on Mika Summers’s waist.

"..." Mika Summers leaned against Tristan Grayson’s chest, still crying softly.

Silas Kent sighed softly. He felt a deep unease. ’Just the thought of leaving and never seeing her again makes my heart ache so much. But if I stay, I’m afraid I won’t be able to stop myself—stop myself from disturbing her life.’

As he thought about all this, a bitter smile touched Silas Kent’s lips. He turned his gaze to Jessica Archer, his usual cold indifference returning. "Let’s go."

Watching Silas Kent leave with Jessica Archer, Mika Summers began to explain in a choked voice, "Tristan, he saved my life, so that’s why I..."

"I know, I know. Of course, I know." Tristan Grayson hugged her tighter, cutting in hastily.

「They left the church and returned to the hotel.」

The entire hotel had been booked out. On a large screen, photos of their daily life together were being played.

She had no idea where all those photos had been found, but a dozen or so of them took Mika Summers by surprise.

Because those dozen or so photos were from the three years of their first marriage.

She looked up at the man beside her in astonishment. She had never seen these photos before; she didn’t even know when they had been taken.

Her surprised look at Tristan Grayson must have been too obvious, because he noticed. He looked down, reached out to lovingly ruffle her hair, and explained with a smile, "These are all pictures of us from our family’s phones."

"Family? Did Mom and Dad take them?"

Tristan Grayson nodded. He turned and wrapped his arms around her waist, his eyes filled with nothing but deep affection. "Yeah. Tiana took most of them. I’m so grateful to them for capturing these moments of us together, back when I was being a bastard and didn’t even realize it. Even though the memories from that time aren’t exactly happy, I think... that’s probably when I started to fall for you. Despite making unreasonable demands of you every day, despite always thinking up ways to torment you, my heart was never at ease for a single day." ’Back then, every time I finished tormenting her, I’d feel awful and angry.’

’But if I think about it carefully, if I didn’t care, if she were just some irrelevant person, why would I have had such intense mood swings?’

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