Divorce, Please: The Young Master Does Not Love Me

Chapter 585: Chapter 583: Love Triangle

No matter what Jasmine had told her—that Tristan had only married her because she looked like Maggie—right now, at this very moment, Mika could feel it in Tristan’s eyes and from his entire being. He loved her...

Seeing her red-rimmed eyes, Tristan didn’t press for details. Instead, he asked with great concern, "Are you hungry?"

At Tristan’s words, Mika averted her gaze and touched her stomach. She hadn’t felt hungry, but his question reminded her that she hadn’t eaten a single bite since waking up that morning. Then, thinking of Tristan’s injured hand, and Kiki, she grabbed the railing and hurried down. "You haven’t eaten yet, have you? I’ll go cook now."

"There’s no need. I’ve already cooked," Tristan Grayson said, quickly getting to his feet to stop her. "It might not be very good. If you don’t like it, we can go out to eat later."

"You cooked? Can you even cook with your hand? Why didn’t you wake me up? Tristan Grayson, are you an idiot!" Mika Summers strode over, took Tristan’s hand, and began to inspect it. As she spoke, she grew so emotional that she burst into tears.

Seeing that she cared about him as much as ever, the anxiety that had plagued him all afternoon finally subsided. He pulled her into his arms, burying his face in the crook of her neck. "As long as you’re okay, I’m okay," he said, his voice hoarse. ’As long as you are well, then all is well with me.’

"Tristan, I don’t know why you’re with me, but I don’t want us to be apart."

"We won’t be apart. Honey, if we really throw a fit and talk about breaking up or getting a divorce just because of a few words from an outsider, then we’ll have truly fallen into their trap."

Mika didn’t say anything else, just held Tristan Grayson tightly and began to sob quietly.

After she had cried for a while, Tristan Grayson gently let her go. His heart ached seeing her slightly red and swollen eyes. He leaned down to tenderly kiss them and said in earnest, "Okay, don’t cry anymore. If you keep crying, I’m going to start crying too."

Tristan’s words made Mika chuckle despite herself. "You, a grown man, crying? Aren’t you embarrassed?"

"What’s there to be embarrassed about? There’s no shame in crying in front of my own wife."

***

「Empyrean Hotel, Top Floor Presidential Suite.」

Aria Joyce stared at the documents and photographs spread across the coffee table, lost in thought for a long moment.

She never expected that after spending just one night with that woman, she would be trusted with so much information.

Of course, not all the information on the table had come from her.

Over half of it was from the woman, but she had investigated the rest herself.

’She had to admit, the Lockwood Family really was a mess...’

But the most interesting part was the file lying on top. Her slender fingers picked it up, a faint, cold smirk playing on her lips. "Jason Lockwood, I really must thank you. I never imagined you going to prison would bring me such a wonderful perk."

’Tristan Grayson, Maggie Monroe, and Mika Summers?’

’What an interesting love triangle.’

’I never would have guessed Tristan Grayson had a love affair like that before Mika. And that Mika herself was the one who killed Maggie Monroe.’

Remembering what Jasmine Warren had said, Aria Joyce felt her confidence swell.

’I always thought Tristan Grayson didn’t like me because he was into that bitch, Mika Summers. Looks like I was wrong. Mika seems to be a pitiful person herself.’

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