Ex-Husband’s Love Dilemma

Chapter 31

“Of course not.” Cassandra glanced at him.

“What are you up to?” Orlando asked.

“I didn’t do anything,” she replied.

“We always have meals together. Today, you didn’t even send me a message. Have you fulfilled your responsibility as a wife?” His words were harsh and laden with dissatisfaction.

Cassandra smiled helplessly. “Orlando, you’re willing to disregard your well–being for Ms. Spencer. How would I know if you’d come back for dinner? Moreover, if I called, I can’t guarantee it would be you who’d answer. If it were her, why would I bother calling?”

Cassandra was still upset about the previous night’s event where he ignored his health, which she could not get

over.

Nevertheless, Orlando didn’t see it that way.

Orlando questioned, “Are you mad at me because of what happened at the restaurant?”

“Are you referring to you choosing to dine with Ms. Spencer instead of joining me and Gabriela, or to Ms. Spencer hugging you in front of me and Gabriela?” Cassandra asked.

She would have kept quiet if he had not brought it up, but he did.

It felt like rubbing salt in her wounds, and her heart ached.

Orlando narrowed his eyes and said indifferently, “That was just a misunderstanding. Do you expect me not to

help her after she fell to the ground?”

“I didn’t say that,” she responded.

“But isn’t that what you mean?” he refuted.

“Orlando, since I’m such a person in your heart, why bother explaining to me that it was just a misunderstanding?” She was becoming increasingly unfamiliar with him.

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Their conversation made the atmosphere tense.

Just then, Graham brought Orlando’s cutlery to the table. Seeing the pair conversing, he swiftly left without

disturbing them.

After Orlando sat down at the table, he uttered, “You knew I was going to have steak with Rebecca, so you deliberately brought Mom along? I’ve already made it clear to you that I wouldn’t do anything to cause you shame as long as we were married, didn’t I? Why are you being so aggressive?”

Cassandra was speechless.

She stared at him in disbelief and asked, “You’re implying I deliberately brought Gabriela there? Orlando, you can favor Rebecca, but you shouldn’t wrongly accuse me. Gabriela was the one who chose to dine there. How

would I know you’d be there?”

Orlando stared at her, weighing the truth of her words.

“When I talked to you on the phone, didn’t you hear Rebecca saying that she wanted to eat steak?” he said

indifferently.

“If you’re convinced it was me, so be it.” She didn’t want to explain further. After all, it was pointless. He believed

she was at fault, so there was no reason for her to argue with him.

His lack of affection for her was palpable at all times.

Their marriage, seemingly full of mutual respect and harmony, almost led her to believe she was living a normal married life. Only now did she realize it was because Rebecca hadn’t awakened yet during that period.

Everything she was experiencing now represented the true state of her marriage to Orlando.

Of course, she’d tried countless times to salvage their marriage and hold onto Orlando. Ultimately, it was all in

vain. All he cared about was Rebecca. He had never been interested in Cassandra since the beginning.

Rather than irritate him, she reasoned that it was better to cut ties with him.

Due to Orlando’s doubts and misunderstandings, the dinner was far from pleasant. Cassandra had no appetite at All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

all. She felt depressed, and her stomach was upset, which made her throw up everything she had eaten

afterward.

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Of course, Orlando knew nothing about it.

Cassandra drove herself to the office the next morning without letting Orlando accompany her.

After she arrived at the office, Michael handed over the contract to her. “Cassie, this is the contract that Hawley Real Estate signed with us. Would you like to have a look?”

“You handle it.” Cassandra shook her head.

“Understood.” Michael placed the contract down and took a seat in front of her desk, staring at Cassandra. “In a couple of days, we’re scheduled to meet with the person in charge from Hawley Real Estate to submit the design drawings to Quinn Group. We’ll be in constant contact with Quinn Group over the next six months, so we’ll inevitably run into Orlando. How do you plan to handle that?”

Cassandra was taken aback for a moment and asked, “What plan?”

“Divorce,” Michael replied.

“Grandpa Peter hasn’t woken up yet, so the divorce will have to be postponed. As for the collaboration, since we’ve worked hard to secure it, it should undoubtedly continue. This partnership will bring substantial profits to the company. Even if I’m no longer in Broburgh after divorcing Orlando, the company can carry on in the industry leveraging this project,” Cassandra explained.

Cassandra believed that regardless of the situation, she needed to leave a way out for the people in the

company.

It was her principle and bottom line.

Michael’s gaze was profound, his gentle demeanor carrying a hint of mystery.

After some time, he said, “Okay. No matter what your decision is, I’ll support you.”

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Cassandra pursed her lips, knowing Michael’s intentions well. She whispered, “Michael, you don’t have to keep sacrificing yourself like this. I…”

“Cassie, I’ve told you before. Everyone has their own convictions. You might think that I’m sacrificing myself, but I’m content with it,” Michael interrupted.

Michael had told her a long time ago that there was no need for her to feel pressured or sorry for him because it

Cassandra fell silent, locking eyes with Michael and smiling.

That day, she was busy and didn’t get home until about seven in the evening.

Pushing open the gates of Dustmeadow Mansion, Cassandra entered and headed to the foyer to change her shoes. At a glance, she noticed a pair of women’s shoes.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, a subconscious thought surfacing in her mind, but a glimmer of hope remained

within her.

Advancing further, she saw Rebecca sitting on the couch in the living room. Beside her was Orlando.

Seeing that scene before her, Cassandra had mixed emotions.

‘Is my heart aching? Maybe. But it was not a sharp pain. It’s more like numbness,‘ she thought.

At that moment, Graham, coming downstairs, spotted her. “Cassie, you’re back.”

Cassandra hummed softly, and the two in the living room also heard the voice and turned to look.

Cassandra glanced at the two, telling herself inwardly, ‘We’re not divorced yet. This is still my home. If anyone should feel uncomfortable, it should be her, not me.’

She walked past them. Graham followed behind and said, “Orlando, the room has been tidied up. If Ms. Spencer needs anything else, just let me know, and I’ll arrange it right away.”

“All right. Thank you,” Orlando replied softly.

After that, Graham headed to the kitchen.

From Graham’s words, Cassandra gleaned some information. She gave Orlando a blank stare, which he

returned.

“Rebecca was discharged from the hospital today and hasn’t found a suitable place to stay yet. She’ll be living here temporarily,” Orlando explained.

After he finished speaking, Rebecca hurriedly said, “Cassandra, I’m sorry for the trouble. You won’t be unhappy,

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right?”

Hearing that, Cassandra didn’t look at Rebecca but at Orlando.

“Orlando, are you saying that she’s going to stay in our home?” Her voice was cold as she questioned him.