No Remarriage: You Don't Deserve Me (Lenora and Zachary)

Chapter 5 Can We Not Divorce

Lenora felt a tingling sensation at the tip of her nose as tears clouded her eyes. An unprecedented sense of oppressive bitterness overwhelmed her heart.

She had never seen Zachary so gentle. In three years of marriage, his demeanor toward her had always been indifferent.

She often comforted herself, convincing herself that he was just that kind of person.

She had told too many lies until she started to believe them.

Now, she saw it clearly. He was capable of acting tenderly, but only in front of another woman.

They passed by her car, but he didn't even notice it. After all, he never paid any attention to her, let alone her car.

"Mrs. Fuller, you're back. For dinner, what would you..."

Miranda glimpsed tears in Lenora's eyes. Before she could finish her question, Lenora went into her room directly. She dared not ask questions.

Drained of strength, Lenora leaned against the door. Her throat felt sour and bitter.

She had endured it all day, but now she couldn't hold back. Her vision quickly blurred as tears filled her gaze, streaming down her cheeks.

Her heart ached a lot. It was painful.

Having experienced the bitterness of growing up in a single-parent family after her parents got a divorce, she didn't want her baby to suffer the same fate. Alas, she didn't know what to do now.

After a while, the housekeeper cautiously knocked on the bedroom door. "Mrs. Fuller, it's time for dinner." After a moment, Lenora grunted in response half-heartedly and went to the bathroom to wash her face. When she came out, she suddenly remembered Zachary's message.

He said he brought her a gift from his business trip.

What could it be?

Lenora went to the closet, found his suitcase, and opened it.

It was an album signed personally by her favorite foreign singer, not any jewelry.

Lenora embraced it as hope rose in her initially desolate heart.

At least, he remembered what she liked and remembered to bring her a gift.

I'm not a complete failure, right?

Lenora woke up in the morning in a daze. She was alone.

She sat on the bed, lost in thought for quite a while.

He should have stayed overnight at Susanna's place last night. I should've been mentally prepared for this. But why does it feel like someone had hollowed out a part of my heart, leaving it bleeding?

The bedroom door was opened from the outside. Zachary looked at Lenora, who was sitting on the bed in a daze, her face pale. He walked over and sat down at the edge of the bed. "Lenora, are you not feeling well?" Lenora was startled when she saw him, and surprisingly, there was a hint of joy in her heart. She stood up from the bed. "No."

"What happened? Tell me."

Tell him? Do I tell him I don't want a divorce? He bought me a gift, and he didn't spend the night with Susanna. Does that imply he has some feelings for me? If I try to make him stay, will he agree? Lenora opened her mouth but then heard him add, "Even if I'm not your husband in the future, I'll still be your brother. If you suffer any grievances, you can tell me."

Lenora choked as a bitter taste filled her throat. She couldn't bring herself to say that out loud.

After a while, she turned and forced a smile at Zachary. "I'm really fine. You should go downstairs. I'll join you after I finish freshening up."

Looking at her, Zachary loosened his collar and pursed his lips. "Lenora, we haven't divorced yet, and you're already distancing yourself from me like this?"

Lenora's lips twitched as she endured the bitterness in her throat. Smiling, she shook her head. "No, I didn't."This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Zachary narrowed his eyes, his face showing a hint of displeasure. "Since you don't want to say, I won't force you. I'll head to work now."

After saying that, he turned and left the room without hesitation.

The door swung open and closed. Once Lenora was alone, her smile faded.

What is he upset about? Is he getting more impatient with me now that Susanna is back?

Lenora tried to force a smile, but her lips curved down, forming a bitter smile.

At Fuller Group, Milly, Lenora's assistant, hurried into her office. "Ms. Wilkin, Yara's agent is on the phone!"

MQ, a brand under Fuller Group had invited the popular celebrity Yara Lindt to endorse their newest season of clothing.

Her youthful and beautiful image resonated well with the theme of the clothing this season.

"What's the matter?"

"She didn't say anything and insisted that you should take the call."

Lenora answered the call. "Hello, Lily?"